Tuesday 12 August 2014

Old Port - La Platz - Walking Ghosts

Eating dinner across from my husband enjoying a fresh water trout, yellow beans, sliced potatoes and fried noodles was pretty delectable. La Platz Restaurant is a must on rue Post. Nestled on a side street with kids running about, many locals having a cigarette and glass of wine on their porches, three stories high. The terrace sat four couples which respected one another privacy and the soft music wafting from the inside was delightful. What made the moments so special were the servers, so delightful. They took the time to explain each dish to Hal, including any concerns we might have. For three standstill hours we enjoyed great conversations, fine food, that I could only hope to reproduce  once I'd taken a lesson or two from Julie and/or Julia.

Walking down a colorful tourists street with restaurants serving of course - pomme frites, patisserie shops, ice cream parlors, and kitchen shops with every gadget to make your cooking oh...so enticing.  The Citadel was our first stop and we walking the perimeter recounting the wars of so long ago, being absolutely in awe of the construction of the fortification.

Our afternoon was topped off with a visit to a local brewery - La Barberie Brewery.  A lively gaggle of people gathered on the back deck ranging from 20 - 90 eating their own food and playing chess, backgammon, while mingling with one another. We met another couple from Seattle that were sampling a myriad of small beers. The server again was superlative, giving me the non-beer person a range of tasters, along with a full description of their composition. Amongst trees hanging over the terrace and chalk board lists of beers on tap, Hal was in heaven.

The day began with a swim in our hot tub and a dunk in our cold fountain pool. Strange to mix the two when the temperatures are reaching 29 degrees with humidity reaching 80%. Taking a breather for the morning was the first time in 2 weeks, that we haven't been on the run 8 hours a day. We didn't get in until 10:00 pm. yet the evening walking around the Old Town was magical under electric lights. The ghosts of the past are amongst us  and they turn up to remind us to enjoy ourselves.




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