Market day and La Maisonette ...

The third day brought  a trip to the Wednesday market in Sarlat. Stephanie told us that it's smaller than the Saturday market but it was still quite large.  Cobblestone streets lined with stalls selling anything from strawberries to squashes, cheeses to seafood, spices to  dried mushrooms.  All of it picture-perfect. I, of course, honed in on the giant chunk of butter. I have butter radar.  It's a gift. 

My favorite part was the duck-fat-fried potatoes at the entrance.  Several of us shared a large portion.  After all, that's what I saved my €5 that Stephanie had given us for.  The afternoon was filled with shooting our market finds.  My only regret is not buying dried morels and cèpes (porcinis).  So much lighter than all the walnut oil and honey I acquired. 

Stephanie hosted a beautiful dinner at La Maisonette: potimarron soup, chicken with morels and a gluten-free chocolate torte.  All beautiful and the perfect accompaniment to a lot of laughter, story telling and cementing of friendships. It's rare to be thrown together in a group where everyone just clicks. The stars, which you can actually see in Beynac, were definitely in perfect alignment.