You never know where your next adventure might be!
I knew that on our way home from Figeac on Tuesday with Jane, that we needed to stop in Grealou to pick up some yogurts and in Carayac to pick up some cheese for Jane's L'Epi Centrale in Larnagol.
I've been so excited about her epicerie and her goal to promote local artisans and producers whenever possible.
The Grealou yogurt pick-up was easy . Carayac was next. Jane had already told me her story of trying to find the cheese location the first time.
This was her second trip.
Turning off the main Grealou road into the countryside of narrow paved to sometimes gravel, sometimes dirt roads; I was feeling "France Profunde" once more.
Prior to my '98 summer split between Wendy's and Paris, I'd read Richard Bernstein's book: Fragile Glory-A Portrait of France and the French. This is where I'd first heard or even thought about France profunde...actually deep France.
I'd told Jane my deep France story before. I felt it coming down into Cadrieu from the same Grealous Road for the first time with Stu that same Wendy summer. Jane and I are often on that road together. It's a pretty straight shot home. Ah, the first time I saw Cadrieu!
This was different. Coming down, there were lots of turn offs, lots of angles, and very few markers. Pretty soon we found ourselves circling Carayac again. The town is beautiful, but not a soul in sight. We did a couple of rounds while Jane felt her way, and I had the passenger luxury of enjoying the town and gorgeous spring blooming everywhere.
When we made it, I stayed in the car to wait for Jane. For a bit, I shot some photos from inside the car but had to surrender.
Once I got out, it was more fun and I realized that I should have been out and about in both the village and around this beautiful farm.
Everything is prettier in the spring. but the farm felt like even more of a prize since we had to work a little harder to find it.
I took some shots from the wall where Jane had disappeared behind a building.
I told her to hold up the cheese as she came around the corner and up the road once more.
It was also fun for me, because I'd recently had this cheese at an evening at Christiane's.
I'd even begged the labels from her to put in my journal and send to my sister.
La Tomme de Carayac is amazing. (Christiane served Le Cremeux de Carayac.) Erika Tripier is the producer.
Jane tells me that you can also find her at the Saturday morning market in Figeac.
Hmmm, maybe I should be going out with Jane on these afternoon's more often and enjoy adventures in the France Profunde.
Happy Friday!
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