FIRST HOME MADE MEAL

We took a ride to Saumur today. We stopped at a plant nursery along the way, just south of the town. We picked out some blue hydrangeas and some pink geraniums to brighten up the back yard.
We walked around Saumur for about two hours. It’s a bustling little city with lots of boutique shops. We found the gay bar, a café called Le Cafelito, opposite the Mexican restaurant. We think it was the gay bar, partly because everybody stared at us when we walked in, like they couldn’t believe that anybody would just walk in off the street, and partly because everybody was pierced and tattooed and smoked like in a sailors’ bar.
We couldn’t find the Irish bar that had been there last time we were in Saumur.
When we arrived home we were barely in the door when we had our first visitors. David Crook, the man who sold us the house, came by with a friend to show us how to light the gas water heater. He sat and chatted for an hour. We drank a bottle of good Chinon wine while we talked about some of the changes we would like to make to the house.
I needed a nap when they left. I lay out on the couch and slept for an hour. Rich went for a walk to Candes while I was asleep.
When he got back we walked to the village centre. We bought our first few bottles of wine for the cave: a 2001 Chinon that the lady said would be ready to drink in five years and a 2002 that we will have to wait for 10 years to enjoy.
We made our first dinner in the house, a salad nicoise with broiled salmon. We were even able to wash the dishes for the first time.