May 14, 2008
MY GOURMAND PLEASURES
Posted by sensations55 under DORDOGNE - Perigord | Tags: foie gras, food, goose farms, gourmet pleasures, perigord food, sarlat restaurant |No Comments
DORDOGNE – TASTE AND SMELL
Eating in France is more than just to satisfy one’s hunger. It’s a ceremony, a never ending pleasure that involves our five senses. Whether you choose for a French pique-nique feast in your hotel room or to dine in a nearby restaurant, that meal will be carefully and lovingly planned. The Dordogne region is known for its rural tradition, the rich variety of products are homegrown in local farms, who are proud of their products, among which foie gras, poultry, truffles, strawberrys and walnuts are outstanding. The countryside around Bergerac and Cahors produces excellent quality wines, red wines that pair with roasted duck or cassoulet, white wine with fish or white meat and sweet white wine with foie gras or as an aperitif.
I already told you about the delightful dinner we had at the Auberge des Fontilles the first night of our arrival in Perigord. The morning after we had a delicious breakfast gateaux aux noix included, and went south towards Sarlat. Saturday, day market in Sarlat, the largest food market in the region. The temptation was too strong, we bought some cheese, a baguette, foie gras with truffles, olives and strawberrys –the sweetest I’ve ever had- and a bottle of Bergerac red wine. A promising evening at the hotel.
Hanging around the cathedral we discovered a charming restaurant for lunch, Le Relais de Poste http://lerelaisdeposte.com/. The restaurant has a lunchtime menu, but is highly recommended for dining.
Another pleasure you cannot miss is to discover the local goose farms. We had a brochure of the Farm Foi Gras Jacquin (which we kept as a treasure since our visit to the food market in Paris), http://pagesperso-orange.fr/foiegras-jacquin/, which was conveniently 25km away from Sarlat. Monsieur and Madame Jacquin shared with us their passion, the farm and farm produce. We tasted pate de foie de canard and rilletes, until I witnessed with desperation the moment when my husband, deeply moved by the situation, dropped a pot of foie gras mousse. Apologies duly presented, end of the visit. Despite the “inconvenient”, we had a wonderful time.

