As the mains platter is whisked away (not your own plate - you keep that throughout the meal, so make sure to wipe clean with the bread after every course), the cheese board is plonked in front of you. Big portion, little portion - the choice is yours. The bread's still on the table (or will be replenished if you're running short).Finally - there's pudding. Come on, now - there's always room for pudding. In this instance you get a choice from a tray brought to the table - it's basic fare, straight from the supermarket cooler shelf and still in its commercial packaging, but who cares? You're already stuffed to stupidity and it's costing you mere pennies.Coffee's included, too. Taken the traditional French way: small, black and moderately strong.
As I paid the bill at the bar, I suggested to Madame la Proprietaire that I should pay extra for the additional jug of wine that Dong and I had consumed. She was outraged and wouldn't hear of such nonsense. Wine is included in the price and that's that. So four people filled to the brim with yummy, hearty food; plentiful drinking and coffees - 46 euros total.
Yes, I will be going back (again - this was the second time around for Mrs The Millbrooker and me).