
In his French Odyssey, Rick Stein did "Hot Toulouse sausages with a tomato, caper and shallot salad"
The recipe is HERE and if you're wanting something to whet your appetite, this is scanned out of the book...


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Ah! So its was the Muz's who taught Bear Grylls how to survive out there, or was it his brother Bongo GryllsMuzorewa wrote:Aha, you've spotted the lack of Bongo in these photos - that's because, although we were taking four days to get to southern France, once there we would have a more-than-adequate house to live in so there seemed little point thrashing Bongy around the place unnecessarily. So for the four days it took to get there - we wild-camped - in the car - old habits don't you know. Park up somewhere quiet, doors locked, seats back, "Night night John-Boy"Of course, not having a bog in the car was a bit of a drag for the ladies but they soon got the hang of pretending they were on one of those dodgy squat-toilets your parents told you about, you know the kind of bogs they still do have in large swathes of mainland Europe. We tempered Muzette's consternation by assuring her that it's the anatomically correct position
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Probably a Wild-Campanile hotel then. So.....no wild-partying, but you may have to expect a wild-reception on their return.Muzorewa wrote:Oh for the return trip this coming weekend, no wild-camping for the MiL - I've had to book them a hotel, so two rooms, each for three adults. I'm not convinced they'll be too impressed as the rooms, which are just north of Paris, cost me less than €30.00 each