Sunday Brunch at La Mère Poulard
Just finished brunch on this lovely, if warm, Sunday. In looking back through France Daily Photo archives, I come across this petite jewel – a reminiscence of a rainy but enchanting brunch in the North of France. Hope you enjoy the ‘memory trip’, as you relax this Sunday.
Once again, it is perhaps time for a Sunday adventure. Shall we go for an elaborate lunch on Mont Saint-Michel? Yes, time to climb the stairs to the rather elegant dining room at La Mère Poulard, but don’t forget to stop by the entry to see those fluffy omelets being prepared.
When Mont Saint-Michel opened its cloistered doors to the world in 1872, Annette Poulard was just twenty. She and her husband opened their inn and restaurant in 1888, and their hospitality has been non-stop since, offering rest and fabulous meals to travelers.
After lunch, we’ll stroll through the village streets and look over the magnificent sea. That’s exactly what we did, but I hasten to add that rain had swept in from the sea limiting vistas and the endurance that might otherwise have allowed thorough discovery. C’est la vie! Still an indelible experience!
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