The fine weather is back in the resort! For once, my parents joined us for our Sunday lunch in the sunshine of châtelaillonnais. We stopped for a moment in front of the blue façade of the Bains des Fleurs, a nod to the mildness of the seaside.
This is where they used to take me when I was little. So many memories!
And here are Jérôme and Marie, the owners of the place. They’re almost friends now. They welcome us like royalty and seat us as usual on the terrace, facing the sea. We really appreciate the attention!
While we sit down, Jérôme chats to the former owners of the Bains des Fleurs, Mr and Mrs Verdier.
What are we having today? For me it’s a marissa and for Monsieur a nordic. Mum and Dad are sticking to the gourmet menu, while the little ones are taking the children’s menu.
To tide them over, there are even drawings on the back of the placemats. So cute! Grab your coloured pencils and let’s get artistic!
It’s a bit hot on the seafront, but Marie the owner has thought of everything. She’s pulling out her little Bains des Fleurs boater shirts. That’s why we come back every year!
Crepe Plat ConteursThese buckwheat pancakes were delicious. There was no need to ask who wanted dessert: everyone! We unanimously opted for THE classic of the house, the indestructible salted butter caramel crêpe.
We tried to get the recipe, but it was impossible. Once served, it was a concert of “miam!” and “humm…”.
Our lunch at the Bains des Fleurs is drawing to a close and the chatter is lively. While we’re having coffee, the children go off to play in the sand. They’re only a few metres from us, which is handy for keeping an eye on them…
Our Sunday ritual ends with a nice digestive walk, with our feet in the water.
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