We wandered through Felines to Gran Café, past the village fête. Everyone was dressed up to the nines and milling about under a marquee, with a bar and trestle tables. Saturday night and festivities in the air!
Gran Café was equally exciting, getting a first glimpse of the blackboard menu and ordering a glass of fizzy Minervois wine.
We usually enjoy the meat here, the house charcuterie, the quails, steaks and whole rabbits complete with offal. But this time, we ended up ordering all fish.
Our starters were bonito sashimi and brandade.
The tuna was seared and coated with sesame seeds, luscious and kitten’s tongue pink inside, with pickled cucumbers and a delicious Japanese dressing.
The brandade was creamy and served with juicy heritage tomatoes, probably from a local garden. Bread, from a little muslin bag, was needed to mop up every last drop of juice.
Then, a real treat - a whole turbot between two. The fish was succulent,sticky and drenched in butter and lemon. Lip smackingly good, with chips and a salad of romesco dressed with garlic and anchoide.
We drove home through the vineyards with lightening flashing all around, talking about nothing but that turbot.
We are big fans of this restaurant - the service, the people, the setting and most of all, the food. It delivered on all counts again as I’m fully confident it will when we go back in two weeks time!