Showing posts with label Saint-Malo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Saint-Malo. Show all posts

Saturday, September 1, 2018

Being able to catch up with a close girlfriend without children and husbands over a glass of rosé is wonderful. Meeting each other along the Brittany coast of France to drink said wine is even better.

On our recent trip to France, my husband and I flew out on separate days since he had to work late and couldn’t catch an earlier flight. That meant I got to spend several hours with my Aussie girlfriend and her family and then solo once I got past a delayed departure from London Southend, an hour-long queue for passport control at Rennes Airport and an hour drive to meet them in Saint-Malo. No one ever said travelling in August was easy.

After a bit of sightseeing, us girls headed to dinner in Saint-Servan, a small commune located about a 20-minute walk  from the ferry port of Saint-Malo. This lovely neighborhood used to be its own town until it merged with neighboring Paramé and Saint-Malo in 1967 to form the Greater Saint-Malo area, which now comprises 50,000 people (plus 2 million tourists per year).
From the main parking lot by the sea in Saint-Servan, you can see the harbour and old city walls 
of Saint-Malo.

On the coast, the imposing 
Tour Solidor (Solidor Tower) guards the Rance estuary in Saint-Servan. Originally built by a Bretagne duke between 1369 and 1382 to control access to the Rance, the tower now contains a museum dedicated to the French sailors who first explored Cape Horn by southern Chile. We had a little wander here before we headed to dinner.
Since we were the first guests to arrive for our reservation at Le Bistrot de Solidor, our amiable French server let us choose where we wanted to sit – right on the veranda with the seaside view, please. My girlfriend had to twist my arm to order a kir royale for an aperitif. Of course, I couldn’t let her drink alone.
I can’t recall where I first read about this restaurant, but it is listed in the 2018 Michelin guide with a Michelin plate recognition. The restaurant offers an a la carte menu focusing on seasonal ingredients and a 3-course menu for 40 euros. We decided to splurge for the 3-course menu, which is still a bargain compared to London prices.

To start with, our server sent us an amuse-bouche of fresh seafood of some kind, which tasted like fresh crab and was delicious.

For our first courses, I chose the Portuguese bluefin tuna tartare and my girlfriend had the housemade foie gras. I usually love tartare, but while pretty and tasty, this one needed a bit of acid to punch it up a bit. The foie was lovely!
For our main courses, we had the Breton pork with mashed potatoes and the cod fillet with aioli and sweet potato puree. The pork seemed a little heavy for the summer season, and my aioli seemed to have an almost curry-like flavor.
Well, dessert was definitely the highlight of our meal! We ordered the Frasier revisité and the Kouign Amann, glace caramel au beurre sale.  A Frasier is a classic French dessert traditionally comprised of sponge cake, strawberries, crème patisserie and an almond cream. This one was had the same flavor elements but was plated in a more modern way. My flaky Breton pastry was perfection on a plate!
After our lovely meal and conversation, we had to navigate the small French roads in the pouring rain back to our countryside hotel. I rarely drive, and I hate driving in the rain even more. Back at our hotel in need of a lil nightcap after not drinking too much at dinner, I had to resort to using a teaspoon to open a bottle of red wine since the hotel did not have a corkscrew in my room. Ladies should always know how to MacGyver something.

I enjoyed my night out so much in charming Saint-Servan that I returned the next morning with my husband after picking him up in the dinky Dinard Airport. We found a small café with outdoor tables and each enjoyed a café au lait in the morning sunshine before we headed out for another day of sightseeing.
 Top and bottom photos: The difference of low versus high tides in Saint-Servan.

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Wednesday, August 29, 2018

If I had the opportunity, I would return to the picture-perfect village of Saint-Suliac on a sunny day and photograph every nook and cranny.

Unfortunately, our recent trip to the Brittany coast of France coincided with typical British weather. We experienced overcast, grey skies and several rain downpours, but that didn’t prevent us from exploring several of the French seaside villages.

Had it not been for our French friend, we would have missed visiting Saint-Suliac, which is rated as a Le Plus Beaux Villages de France (a top honor for the most beautiful villages in the country of which there are 150 or so. Remember that we saw some of these villages during our Provence trip too?). Saint-Suliac is a charming fishing village filled with stunning stone houses dating back to the 14th and 15th centuries. It’s the perfect village simply to wander aimlessly about with your good friends and dream about which house you want to buy. What do you think?


How this village survived World War II without being severely demolished is surprising! I guess it didn’t serve as a major port like nearby Saint-Malo, which is why approximately 80 percent of that city was destroyed. (When the American troops landed in Brittany in 1944, St. Malo was heavily defended and guarded by 12,000 German troops.) Although Saint-Malo has been restored to its previous medieval glory, that city is much too touristy for my liking.

Situated on the Rance River estuary, Saint Suliac served as an ideal outpost for the Vikings in the 10th century as they ventured off on fishing expeditions and raids; and remains of old Viking-era ships and a fortress were discovered here. Local men continued to fish off the coast of Newfoundland for many years, and a statue of the Virgin of Grainfollet was placed on a hill to watch over these fishermen. Today, you’ll still find many small fishing boats in the harbour as well as fishing nets covering the walls throughout the village. How cute are these houses?
The statue of Virgin of Grainfollet is located on the hillside in the distance.
As we wandered down the network of narrow lanes - the ruettes – which veer off the main street heading down to the harbour, I found myself stopping to take photographs of everything. I love old doors, windows and brightly-colored wooden shutters. However, the rain was against me; and I had a darling eight-year-old that wanted to play photographer with my nearly 2 kilo camera as well.
In the middle of the village, we discovered one of the oldest churches of Brittany. The Church of Saint-Suliac was built in the 13th century and has some pretty stained-glass windows inside. The village itself has religious beginnings because in 560, a Welsh monk named Tysilio (or Suliau) – later called Suliac – founded a monastery and chapel here, which was the first church in the village.
If you get hungry, Saint-Suliac has a couple of restaurants, a creperie or two and a patisserie. But beware of Sundays because most places were closed, and others required reservations. 

Luckily, we found a free outdoor table under the large terrace at la ferme du boucanier so we could escape the rain. I didn’t even realize that this restaurant had a 2018 Michelin guide plate recognition until after we had already ordered our lunch. The food was good (maybe not so pretty to look at), and the desserts were even better especially the Breton flaky pastry known as kouign amann that was served with salted caramel and Chantilly cream. To. Die. For. Plus, the service was lovely…always a plus when you sometimes encounter surly Frenchies in the country.
If you find yourself near Saint-Malo, do yourself a favor and take a detour to Saint-Suliac  where you will find a preserved village of weathered houses with colourful shutters – a photographer’s dream.

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