If you remember from our last post, Sue wanted to visit Bourg-en-Bresse to see the blue legged chooks.
Poulet de Bresse are raised in the district, something that I had no knowledge of but my passionate culinary wife (take that any way you want) knew of this "appellation controlee" brand of chook.
She's (Sue that is) big on eating and drinking whatever is "of the region". Me, I just go along with her passion (take that any way you want).
So we left Beaune and took the road that led us via our overnight stay at Autun and then on to Bourg-en-Bresse after lunch. A coffee stop at Macon and a visit to the ATM which was the most exciting part of our visit to Macon. Not sure why that was the case. Maybe were were spoilt by the delights of Beaune. Macon seemed very grey, parking was difficult and so we moved on smartly.
Bourg-en-Bresse was a complete contrast in our eyes, colour seemed to jump out at us. Maybe the sun was shining but flower filled road side gardens are in my memory. The hotel where we we stayed was situated on an open square and the view from our window looked out upon the tree filled square.
We walked the streets with dinner in mind and we weren't disappointed after finding a very traditional looking restaurant French Bistro not far from the hotel.
Just north of Bourg-en-Bresse is a little village of St-Trivier-de-Courtes where Sue wanted to see the restored 17th century farmhouse "Ferme-Musee de la Foret". Along the way in a field not far away she saw a large group of very happy chooks madly running free range. I wonder how she felt seeing these happy feathered little fellows after having a meal of their cousins the night before.
We only spent an hour looking around the ancient farm house before heading to Perouges, a 13th century fortified hilltop village and on to Vienne for an overnight stay. Pop in next Wednesday for more news then.
Poulet de Bresse are raised in the district, something that I had no knowledge of but my passionate culinary wife (take that any way you want) knew of this "appellation controlee" brand of chook.
She's (Sue that is) big on eating and drinking whatever is "of the region". Me, I just go along with her passion (take that any way you want).
So we left Beaune and took the road that led us via our overnight stay at Autun and then on to Bourg-en-Bresse after lunch. A coffee stop at Macon and a visit to the ATM which was the most exciting part of our visit to Macon. Not sure why that was the case. Maybe were were spoilt by the delights of Beaune. Macon seemed very grey, parking was difficult and so we moved on smartly.
Bourg-en-Bresse was a complete contrast in our eyes, colour seemed to jump out at us. Maybe the sun was shining but flower filled road side gardens are in my memory. The hotel where we we stayed was situated on an open square and the view from our window looked out upon the tree filled square.
We walked the streets with dinner in mind and we weren't disappointed after finding a very traditional looking restaurant French Bistro not far from the hotel.
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| The view from our hotel window overlooked the square and across rooftops. |
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| We ate at this traditional French Restaurant in Bourg-en-Bresse. Definitely worth it for the food and the wonderful old world decor. |
Just north of Bourg-en-Bresse is a little village of St-Trivier-de-Courtes where Sue wanted to see the restored 17th century farmhouse "Ferme-Musee de la Foret". Along the way in a field not far away she saw a large group of very happy chooks madly running free range. I wonder how she felt seeing these happy feathered little fellows after having a meal of their cousins the night before.
We only spent an hour looking around the ancient farm house before heading to Perouges, a 13th century fortified hilltop village and on to Vienne for an overnight stay. Pop in next Wednesday for more news then.
What an amazing farmhouse! How clever to have such deep eaves.
ReplyDeleteA little like the Aussie outback houses with verandas all round to both shade and keep the water away. The farmhouse was unlike most the French architecture that we had experienced.
DeleteThe farmhouse is stunning. As for the chicken, I have heard so much about them, but have never tasted them. Not sure we could afford them from what I hear. I gather there is not a better tasting chicken to be found anywhere. Keep well you two. D & N
ReplyDeleteP.S. Bradley is doing well :)
Firstly, Bradley is doing too well but then he is half Aussie (whether he likes it or not) and lets be serious here - he's got a very Aussie Team. Even the coach Shane Sutton is Aussie despite his put on English accent.
DeleteHear the waether has not been great for you two to ride lately.
I've never been to Bourg-en-Bresse, but I have tasted the chickens. Very nice indeed, but pricey. And I just can't bring myself to call them "chooks." What language is that you speak? lol
ReplyDeleteThe language is "Strine" as in Ooostrayun.
DeleteYou should know by now, afterall you mix with a few these days.
Even here we can taste the difference with free range chicken and the caged, steroid version which we refuse to buy.
Sue says Bresse chickens have wings the size of drumsticks because they have room to exercise.
Peter Mayle wrote about these beautiful poulet .... but I never knew they had blue legs.
ReplyDeleteLove that quaint old farm house.
Hello Dianne - How is Adelaide?
DeleteSue told me that they had blue legs and who am I to dispute this with She who must be obeyed?????
That farmhouse looks so interesting.
ReplyDeleteInteresting and just a little bit weird buy different to anything we had seen. How is the italian summer?
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