I recall good cassoulet in Carcassonne - where we honeymooned … we’ve been back since so I’m not lost in the rosy tint of romance with this remembrance - but a bad cassoulet can stick to the roof of the mouth and taste, well, stodgy. But you have an excuse to keep tasting, Sam. I cycled to Lapopie with friends and we went back recently when the same friends were married … it’s a pretty spot, for sure.
I recall good cassoulet in Carcassonne - where we honeymooned … we’ve been back since so I’m not lost in the rosy tint of romance with this remembrance - but a bad cassoulet can stick to the roof of the mouth and taste, well, stodgy. But you have an excuse to keep tasting, Sam. I cycled to Lapopie with friends and we went back recently when the same friends were married … it’s a pretty spot, for sure.
Already looking forward to some more exploratory trips; next stop Cajarc. On the Cassoulet front no excuses needed but I’ll keep tasting. 😂
It’s a tough job, but someone has to take it on!