You forget how much you rely on the internet, it’s so much part of our lives now, so not having it for 4 1/2 days seemed like an eternity. After faffing with the router, phoning Orange, going to Niort to collect a new one which made no difference, it wasn't us after all, but a temperamental server their end. Orange gave it a kick and we’re now back online. Phew :)
Saturday was an amazing day, but we’ve never seen so much food. But going back a couple of days the eating started on Thursday evening. After starting the wood fired oven next door, in went two loins of pork, two chickens and four terrines to cook for 3 hours. We then went up the road for a meal at our neighbours, where we all made something to share. Friday the oven was fired up again and this time in went two hams. Saturday morning, more food was prepared and cooked – 3 trays of layered potatoes and 2 trays of green beans with garlic. The delicious aromas started wafting through the village, so thankfully we didn't have long to wait.
The meal started at noon with 45 people attending from ours and neighbouring villages. Everyone prepared either an entree or a dessert, but let me give you an idea of the amount of food there was. You didn’t just prepare a little something, you were asked to prepare a bowl of something so there was a mountain of bread, pasta salad, courgette bake, cous cous salads, pâté, a green bean and tomato salad, potato salad and this was just the starter. This was then followed by the ham, chicken, potatoes and beans. Then when you were feeling stuffed, out came the cheese and assorted delicious desserts – plum, apple, pear and redcurrant tarts, all homemade and all washed down with wine and beer. An amazing meal but we didn't want to eat anything else that day, so when our neighbour said we would all be eating again in the evening, we though she was joking, but we did, but this time we only managed a little pâté and bread. Our Asterix themed day was a day to remember, so much fun even though our little British team got thrashed at boules. But it didn’t end there, Sunday we were invited again for more food and wine at another neighbours, but as we’d skipped breakfast, we managed to squeeze a bit more in. There was a post mortem on how things could be improved for next year, but there were no complaints from us and we look forward to the next one.