Amélie took us to her family’s country house, somewhere outside of Rodez.  It’s a super cute little farm house that has been in their family for hundreds of years.  It’s at least 400 years old, and has been added onto countless times.  It’s situated in the hilly farmland and pastures surrounding Rodez.  The view from the house was unbelievable.   We ate this delicious lasagna outside on the terrace in front of the glorious view.

This was our second course just after the vegetable lasagna, it was a stewed rabbit, awesome, with a crunchy piece of bread and a delicate garden salad with the perfect vinaigrette.

Amélie’s mother is waving to us from the kitchen window, Amélie and her cousin are on the terrace where we ate dinner.

This was our view from the dinner table!

Look at that smile, all her dreams have come true!

My magic chef wife did it again, she made food out of nothing!  We had a pretty decent stew consisting of only canned ingredients.  Sandra Lee would’ve been proud.  While its hard to say exactly what went into the stew, I do know for sure that it had lentils, chicken dumplings, and red wine.  I thought it was pretty good but Charity disagreed.  We do agree on the pizza though, it was dreadful.  Tuna and an ominous white sauce on a pizza crust with shriveled up and yellowed tomato cubes.  Wow.  When’s breakfast?

This was the appetizer Jessie baked for us at Charline’s house before dinner on the first night in Rodez.  This was a strange but very tasty cake, filled with various vegetables and olives.  It was a good precursor to the rest of the dinner.

This was a simple salad that Charline prepared for us.  It was only lettuce and a vingrette, but the lettuce was fresh from their garden and super tasty.  It was sweet and a little bitter, a perfect combination.  The vinaigrette was a great balance of oil and vinegar and herbs.

Charline’s prepared this tasty pasta dish for us, even after working all day at the bank.  She was so nice to us!  The pasta was al dente, the sauce was sweet and savory with small chunks of ham.  It was pretty good.  The cheese we topped it with, by the double handful, was the standard everyday cheddar-like emmental.  But this was the first time we noticed what it says on the bag.  Cue the laugh track.

I told Charity that I wasn’t comfortable eating any cheese that committed such a felony.  Rape in French just means shredded.

Nice and cold raspberry and lemon sorbet to finish out the meal.  Delicious.