May 9, 2017. Gourmet seafood day at the beach

LOCATION:  Housesitting outside of Poulloen, Brittany, France

WEATHER:  Mostly sunny and warmer.  Highs in 60s.  Blustery on coast

 

 We average collecting between 14-18 eggs per day.  We are overflowing with eggs right now, and hope to sell a lot on Thursday to our regular customers.

We hit the road for the north coast, about an hour away.  As we neared Roscoff, we started seeing lots of artichoke fields.  They are just at their peak.  They are bigger than the ones we eat in the USA and much bigger than the Italian ones.  

Roscoff is a port city with a deep harbour.  It is one of the ports that has car ferries between France and England.  As we neared Roscoff, we started seeing lots of wine/beer shops, with huge signs in English.  We were puzzled until we realized that the Brits probably stock up on inexpensive French wine before departing for England.

 

When we got out of the car, the wind about blew us over.  We had read that Roscoff has some delicious seafood, so we took off in search of a restaurant. Almost every restaurant in Brittany (and I think all over France) has a fixed-price menu.  We have steered away from them, mostly because it is too much food to eat, and we can split something cheaper.  However, Roscoff's seafood environment seemed special and we didn't see too many other options, so we splurged.  For $14 each, we each got our choice of an entree (appetizer), a main dish, and coffee.  For the first course, I selected a steamed artichoke since I had seen them growing nearby.  It was beautifully presented.

George's first course was the fish soup, served with grated cheese and croutons.  

 

For main courses, George had the pollock fish fillet with a chorizo veg side dish.  

And I had the seafood casserole.  It was absolutely perfect.  

The skinny French lady next to me had the exact same order, athough she ate twice as much bread as I did and had a cookie for dessert.  How do they eat so much and keep their girlish figures???

 

We walked along the harbor. It was low (very low) tide.

 Then, we stopped at a seaweed shop that sells all kinds of foods and beauty products made from algae.  We watched a guy cleaning it.

Back home, George made a fire to cook dinner.  The firepit is surrounded by stones, and we joked that it was like the megaliths we saw yesterday.

DINNER:  Grilled rabbit!  George has been wanting to eat rabbit for a long time, and saw it in the grocery. It tasted just like chicken except it was leaner.  The skin is not nearly as fatty.  Side dish was potatoes and peas.