Provence

Le Carre d'Herbes

Le Carre d'Herbes

We had planned to have lunch along the canals of L'Isle-sur-la-Sorgue.  Yes, a little touristy looking, but gorgeous all the same, especially in the sunshine.  However, plans are made to be changed as after chatting to our new BFF Olivier (a local we just met here in L'Isle-sur), we found ourselves walking, a little hesitantly, down a strange pathway he'd pointed to, away from all the tourists.

What we found was heaven, tucked away amongst the trees.

Le Carre d'Herbes

Outstanding food, friendly and efficient service and no tourists!  Well, alright....our constant camera use probably gave us away.

L'Isle-sur-la-Sorgue

L'Isle-sur-la-Sorgue

Today's morning coffee comes to you from the Provincial town of L'Isle-sur-la-Sorgue.  A somewhat biggish town located a little further south from our little village.

We were enticed there by the numerous vintage and second hand shops on offer, and of course....lunch!

Having run out of milk at home and after the drive south (on the wrong side of the road), our need for coffee was great, and the sight of the famous blue yoghurt pots showed us exactly where we needed to go.  Remember these from my last trip? (see here)  You actually can no longer buy these anymore as they have changed the pots to an ugly dark blue.  Thank God I stocked up last time.  Kind of makes the ones I have all the more special now.

Ahhhh....time to shop!

Le Barroux !

Le Barroux !

We desperately needed to stretch our legs so we set out on foot to the next village - Le Barroux, for a wee spot of lunch.

It's only 4.5 km away from La Roque Alric, but there are hills in between.....yep....a lot of hills.  So as you can imagine, we were ready for some  well deserved sustenance when we arrived, only to find the village empty.  A ghost town.  This was wonderful for us taking photos, but not so good for our growling tummies.  Even the one restaurant we did stumble upon happened to be closed on this particular day...doh!

Finally we spotted a little "basic" store where we grabbed a baguette and a wedge of camembert.  Our impromptu lunch for the day....or so we thought.....

l'Acacia en Provence !

l'Acacia en Provence !

If you've been following our little adventure in France to date, then you'll completely understand our utter excitement when after meandering around the curved little cobble stoned paths of our tiny little village, La Roque Alric, we stumbled upon the sweetest looking French country restaurant ever - l'Acacia en Provence.

We never expected it.  We were told there was no restaurant here!

I think we squealed.