Narbonne

To Narbonne today; we met B for lunch at La Table du Marché. Ordered three glasses of champagne and toasted her French nationality: "Vive la France, and death to Brexit!"

We hadn't eaten there before, but S and T had recommended it, and B knows the maitre d from a previous restaurant. It was excellent, the menu a snip at 17 euros for three courses. Particularly delicious pork cheeks with creamy potatoes. We had a nice bottle of white Corbières with it and then ambled home via the scenic route.