Chateauxroux

Liz and I had our senses blown out in this beautiful French restaurant .......life is for living after all. From the moment we walked through the door,greeted by a short waiter wearing a white apron, round glasses and a thick French accent, the stage was set.The French dine late it was seven thirty the only other guest was a black man eating soup and bread.The cuisine was divine we worked our way through all the courses , beautiful red wine  flowed finishing with a well brewed coffee served by the owner of the restaurant himself.Over the course of the evening all the tables were full,the diners arriving to eat after nine.The guests were intriguing, the table next to ours sat a man who was famous dressed in leather boots to his knees, a leather cap a weathered face  grey hair to his shoulders his wife equally eccentric there mother and son seated with them, they started their meal with a pot of tea. The French have beautiful skin even the elderly .Anyway the atmosphere in the place was as memorable as the food......when we left the owner chef and waiter lined up to bid us farewell at the door...The play we had just lived was over but the night had just began    Ooooh la la