These days I start thinking about lunch pretty much right after breakfast, certainly no later than mid morning.
Who am I trying to kid? This is normal , not lockdown behaviour for me.
I have to be very, very busy or ill, not to have at least part of my mind on my next meal.
That’s today’s lunch by the way, cheesy beans on toast. Nothing fancy but quite delicious.
Anyway, lunch at home might be important, but lunch on the road? Well…….
On our October trip, yes that again, I planned our pitstops around nice breaks for lunch. And the chance of a bit of sightseeing. We were doing far too many miles to rely solely on the delights of the motorway service station* And they are rarely dog friendly**
So, on the road in October. Our first stop was The Fleece Inn in Lancashire. Not only a pub and place to stay, it was also a shop and community hub. I hope it’s surviving the lockdown.
The book has been great way to find off motorway stops but it’s not infallible. We once drove miles along twisty car filled roads in Surrey to find a place that was dog friendly only on its very small terrace. Luckily it was a sunny day.
On the way to Saumur we stopped off in Angers, to view the Tapestry and eat crepes in a cone. And in a damp Pamplona, with MrS feeling a bit ill back at the hotel, I trudged around trying to find somewhere I could get a waiter to serve a crazy lady outside***
Street scene in Angers, my lunch in Pamplona.
On our return through France, away from the motorways we found a couple of towns that would have been fun to explore.
We made a planned stop in Rodez as it was convenient for our route between Albi and Le Puy . It looked interesting with a fine church and a fancy new museum****. But we just stopped for a quick lunch in a tiny cafe and filed it away for “future visit”.
We stopped a bit longer in Laon, unplanned this time. It happened along conveniently at lunchtime. It was a bit like Le Puy, though not so far off the beaten track. Obviously hugely important in the past, a stop for pilgrims along the Camino. As so many of our stops had been, though mostly by chance.
Its fine Cathedral was visible for miles, high above the otherwise flat countryside.
The empty streets were being prepared for Christmas and there seemed to be a municipal rollercoaster. This turned out to be a funicular, which like too many of the shops, had been closed for a few years. Our first choice restaurant wasn’t dog friendly, not common in France, but we didn’t go hungry.
Rainbow drops and our robust lunch
It had a melancholy air.
Wandering about, eating lunch in a cafe, being among people.
Life enriching things.
Things I hope will return.
*there are some really good ones, check out the Westmorland group
**Cairn Lodge on the M74 is an exception, there is an indoor dog friendly eating area. Best if you are travelling with someone as you can’t take them into the food service area.
***we found very few places where DogS was allowed inside in Spain, so it was tricky alone on a wet day.
****where we parked, it seemed secure and I’m quite paranoid about parking when we have a fully laden car.