France Day 13 and 14: 9th Anniversary and 1st Time in the Mediterranean
Day 13I didn’t shoot much today, because I wanted to be completely present with my family and pay attention.
It was our 9th wedding anniversary, and we took the kids to a place called La Petite Cave, a lovely place in Saignon, in an old building, completely white inside, with gothic-vaulted ceilings and white tablecloths and candlelight. I instantly loved it. It felt fresh and modern but also nice and classic, and the food that followed was just that. It also boasts years with a Michelin star.
For appetizers, an Indian-style duck breast with beet cubes, exquisitely dressed. For the main course, perfect scallops with garden greens, pea pods, and saffron cream. For dessert, Geoff had a plate of 3 small desserts, each served in a different dish, and I had cold cherry soup, dressed with cherries from the owner’s garden. Trees are dripping with cherries here this time of year. That was a lovely surprise. I love them. It was all so nice and the children enjoyed all the food as well. All those months of holding our ground on food at home are finally paying off. They will eat absolutely almost anything and enjoy it as well.
We even ordered decaf coffee after the meal! As the proprietor walked away, I said, “Geoff, I think he was surprised we ordered coffee.”
“No, I think he was surprised we ordered decaf!”
The children were a little squirrely toward the end because we could not figure out if we were supposed to ask for the check or not, since some French restaurants bring it to you immediately after you order, some bring it whenever they feel like it during your meal, and others wait until you ask. We spent 30 minutes in limbo, but it was a mostly enjoyable half hour. We were there over two hours. At the end, the proprietor, who’d been fairly quiet, came to our table to ask about us, since he’s also a native English speaker. We chatted and then I told him, “I hope the children weren’t too disruptive.”
“Oh no! Not at all!” And he invited us back. I highly recommend this restaurant!
It was my first time seeing the Mediterranean Sea.
There was a point where I walked into the ocean.
Just me and my new baby in my tummy.
I thought to him (or her)…in the years before you were born, there was much angst about the condition of our planet. Coral bleaching, melting ice caps, ozone layers…it sounded like a troublesome world to bring a baby, a problematic place to continue a lineage.
But then I looked out into the Mediterranean, and kept walking.
It was bright blue, clear from the knees down, and beautiful.
And despite all the issues whirling around, in that moment, it felt like if there’s a place this beautiful left, it might not be such a bad place to bring you, after all.