Bienvenue chez Bob

So that afternoon where Benoit Jego and I spent touring different port cities and selling French regional cookies, we thought it would be a perfect idea to have lunch on the beach.  We found ourselves at:

8, rue des Bains (street of the bathtubs)

17420 ST PALAIS SUR MER (the sacred palace on the sea)—nice address, right?

The name of the restaurant you may ask?  Chez Bob.  Yes, Dad, search no longer because you do indeed already have an ocean front bar/restaurant located on the western coast of France.

As we approached Chez Bob, we could see that all of the outside tables were already taken or reserved by everyone else who had the same bright idea of eating “au bord de la mer” (by the seaside).  We asked a server how long we would have to wait to be seated outside and luckily since we arrived near the end of the, around 1:30pm, he told us that the wait would only be about 15 minutes.  So, what did we do in the meantime?  Have an apèrifif of course!  Two glasses of cool, semi-sweet rosé, s’il vous plaît! In no time at all, we were seated at a table for two; and before I knew it, this is what I would look at for the next 2 hours along with a huge bowl of mussels that were caught fresh off the boat that morning and steamed in white wine, onions, and parsley, a healthy serving of fries, and a bottle of chilled white wine.  C’est ça les vacances! (Now that’s vacation for ya!)

Yes, this is indeed the view from my chair