We probably could have lounged about the chateau all day, but the chateau chef, Charlotte, invited us to tag along with her. She markets locally in the centuries-old village of Caussade on Mondays. There was even a small brocante on the threshhold of the fresh market.
Everyone knew Charlotte or Kaari or Lizzie.
At the market, Charlotte briskly worked her way here and there to find her favorite vendors. She's gifted, cheerful and magnetic, adored by the vendors - and the guests. Charlotte asked us to let her know what looked good saying she'd be happy to add it to the menu.
Everything looked good! The market was so charming and visually electrifying. Every once in awhile I looked up over the vendor umbrellas, watching and listening to the chittering swallows darting around the cathedral.
She took us to the cheese shop.
And to the man who sold cured meats. To the olive seller.
To the spice stall and nearby, to a lady who sold saffron. The saffron jar contents amounted to less than a tablespoon, made from 200 flowers she grew and harvested herself.
Nearly lunchtime, we stopped at a cafe for a coffee before we headed back.
Millie came out with us and brought her new friend, Laurent.
Good-natured Molly agreed to stand next to this salon sign.
A few more purchases and it was home for a cooking class with Charlotte. But first, she whipped up another amazing lunch for us.
After lunch, she showed us how to make the basil granita we had the first night and we made mustard using her recipe.
We gathered again on the terrace for an evening of local wine and cheese pairings.
I know! All that in one day? (I think I actually left out a few things!)
Just like the wine, every single drop of that day was fantastic and memorable!
Next post is rummaging at the abandoned hat factory. xo