Thankfully, we did, in an award-winning boulangerie no less, located on a roundabout at Ille-sur-Têt next to an old convent, and called Le Couvent, that was also a chambre d'hote. They had no sandwiches this early in the year, but did have some mini quiches, so we got four and some bread.
The weather was cold and menacing and not ideal for a picnic, but we got to Mosset, found a spot with a view and sat in the car eating our lunch with spots of rain dotting the windscreen. Nothing new there for a Brit, obviously... The quiches were very good and the bread lived up to our expectations.
|PBV Mosset - good thing it was winter so the tree was leafless!|
There was also a lot of dog poo about. Tons of it. No one had been clearing it up for some time, so one had to keep one's eyes down in order to avoid a nasty surprise.
|Mosset's museum la Tour des Parfums|
|House of no particular interest except for the very low front door. Compare with neighbour's.|
|Le Grand Hotel|
It was pretty windy on the autoroute. We stopped to use the facilities in one place and I was quite taken with these poor trees:
|Wonder which way the wind blows here... Sea on the right.|