A Short Walk and an Evening with Neighbors

We must stop having wine with lunch. A nap always follows. Didier serves a Château De Carolle. Eventually he modifies the bottle to read Château De Carol and jokes that we've come to France and purchased a chateau. 

At the market we purchased this butter. It is more yellow than the picture shows. It is rich and tasty, far more so than store butter. There is a oiseau (bird) imprinted.

We will have a crab dish at dinner. We are cooking two huge crabs.

The house is prepared to receive guests. Before their arrival, we take the electric car to the Plougonvelin waterfront to dump the garbage at the collection station, the poubelle. We take a walk. We can see the fort in the distance. When we arrived at this fort the first day, CJ knew we had driven to far.

We love the architecture along the waterfront.

The neighbors, Jean-Jacques and Nomi arrive about quarter past seven. Jocelyne's friend Isabelle and her navy fiancé, Jeff, arrive within 15 minutes.

Champagne is served with a string of appetizers.

Dinner is a multi-course affair of crab cocktail, roast chicken, CJ's selection of cheeses, and a pavlova.

We share the Australian Honey Malt Liquor with them along with Mirabelle made by Didier's father a half century ago.

The party breaks up when 83-year-old Jean Jacques decides to retire. It is after two. 

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