Hoping this finds you, as it leaves me, in the pink……

No reason for the blues, but I woke up with them as company. My guess is that it is only a fleeting visit as the sun has returned to the Vendée, God is in his heaven and all is well with our tiny corner of the world. Whilst mayhem reigns in other quarters I’m planning a visit to the eccentric “cabanes de pecheur” in nearby Faymoreau. These miniature seaside villas are constructed on wooden pontoons and serve as a refuge for the world weary Frenchman. Often equipped with a drawbridge, they provide the “liberté” so essential to their way of life. It’s all part of the empty village syndrome that amazes tourists as they pass through the French countryside. “There’s no one in the streets” “Where is everyone?” They’re chilling, not shopping and they might well produce a bream cooked in foil like this one. Clean the fish and lay it down on a  piece of baking parchment or aluminium foil which is large enough to encase it totally. Liberally anoint the fish with olive oil, seasoning and herbs. Scatter some split cherry tomatoes around the fish and wrap it carefully, so that it is completely sealed. Cook in a hot oven for around 15 minutes. This is a feast best enjoyed directly from the paper, overlooking water and in good company. As if by magic the blues have left me, leaving me in the pink.

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About Food,Photography & France

Photographer and film maker living in France. After a long career in London, my wife and I have settled in the Vendee, where we run residential digital photography courses with a strong gastronomic flavour.
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13 Responses to Hoping this finds you, as it leaves me, in the pink……

  1. You almost lost me at “clean the fish” 🙂 I LOVE your pictures of those cabanes!

  2. Glad you´re in the pink again. A pal of mine lives in Palavas in Les Cabanes de Carnott – I know what you mean about empty village syndrome, many of her neighbours are only holiday visitors. It´s a weird feeling if you visit “out of season” but very peaceful. Stunning, as ever, photos!

  3. laurahartson says:

    my goodness what fab photos, reminds me of being on hoilday in the algarve. i love your blog!

  4. Chef Scar says:

    Looks delicious and sounds peaceful. I just looked up the Vendee on a Google Map. I’ve been to France four times, but managed to miss this department. I must remember it for the next trip. You have a great blog, keep them coming.

  5. Rachel says:

    Love the photo… the colors are almost impossible. Oh and the “cabane” photo is lovely also (grin). You know the song? (http://www.musictory.fr/musique/Francis+Cabrel/La+Cabane+Du+P%C3%AAcheur) Ahhhh and mmmmm… merci!

  6. What a great picture, well two great pictures. But I do love seeing the scenery. Fish this way just tastes so wonderful.

  7. this looks like a lovely way to wake up

  8. The escape sounds divine right now! And the fish, delicious.

  9. Beautiful shot of the cabane de pecheur and its turquoise reflections – it looks a very tempting way of life. A great way to cook fish too. Here we have ’empty village syndrome’ in the afternoons when it’s siesta time.

  10. Karen says:

    Sunshine and a beautiful photo like yours puts the pink in my life as well. Happy times for you.

  11. ambrosiana says:

    Beautiful pictures! I just hope the sun stays in the Vendee for the whole month of August!!

  12. Cabanes de pecheur is so beautiful. It looks like a dream.

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