I’m in Lyon now, gastronomic capital of France. My hosts, Jeanette and Didier have been treating me like royalty! They went out yesterday and bought a beautiful selection of meats and cheeses for me to try, Lyon style. My parents would be so proud! I ate some stinky, stinky cheeses that at home I’d probably laugh at my Dad for eating but, I’m in France! That’s why I’m here after all, to try the regional foods of the area’s I am visiting, so in France, the stinky cheese reigns supreme. I had some sausage Lyonaisse style (I think that’s what it was called!) and some various pate style meats. I don’t normally go for the liver pate/head cheese thing, but again, I am here, and I am trying new things. And I have to say…. I liked it! OK, I did avoid the jellied meat, but I really did like the pate’s. I used to love liver sausage when I was a little girl, but as soon as a I realised it was *LIVER* I never ate it again….until now.I really do have a a lot of stupid food phobia’s. I’m trying to just get over them, but it will be a slow, probably life-long procedure.
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Tonight Didier made a delicious veal dish with a sauce that was to die for. It was made with Roquefort cheese and creme fraiche. And I think some other sort of cream as well, but I wasn’t really paying attention to the making, just the tasting. Oh, it was good! Thank you for the foodie adventure guys, I’m loving Lyon already!
Lyon has a lot of “Optical Illusion” murals, and this is one of them. From far away it really looks like windows and a street front of shops, but it’s really a painting!
This is a fountain in the square in front of city hall.
Statue in the garden of the Musee de Beaux Arts.
A big statue of a beautiful bouquet! It’s easily over 8 feet tall. So pretty!
The cathedral and smaller version of the Eiffel Tower are major landmarks in the city.
This is Place Bellecour. It is the largest clear square in Europe (which means it has no green patches, trees or obstacles) and the largest pedestrian square in Europe. This statue of Louis XIV was created by Francois-Frederic Lemot in 1825. Urban legend has it that he went home and committed suicide when he saw the statue installed for the first time, because he forget to put stirrups and boots on the king. (Yes, the statue is barefoot!) but from I could gather for the research I quickly did on the Internet, it’s not true. A good story though, non?
This is Place Des Jacobins.
This is the walk along the river Saone. I just fell in love with the buildings along the river… they’re kind of like row houses of different era’s stacked beside each other. Every now and then there will be a church crammed in between two buildings, not a whole of lot of city planning going on back then, but the result that left behind is so eclectic and beautiful!
There is a heat wave going on right now. It is so very, very hot. Too hot for me, but I’ll survive. (: With a lot of water and a little gelato.
The view from my room…
And looking the other way… it’s a really cool apartment. High ceilings, hard wood floors and resident cat, Jacob.