Restaurant background: During the 17th century, the building was headquarters to the royal court.
– July 3, 2010, during our honeymoon (for D’s birthday!)
I had found a recommendation for Le Presidial, a beautifully-appointed restaurant with a lovely outdoor terrace. We were seated at a nice table in a quieter spot that afforded a good view of the chateau (which D mentioned used to be the old judicial court). We ordered a couple Kir for an aperitif (mine a standard one with cassis, and David’s a Perigordian-style one with peach liqueur). They brought us a trio of amuse bouche that were lovely before we dug into our first course. D had ordered escargots stuffed with duck confit, while I had opted for the safer, tried and true route of foie gras terrine. All roads led to the same place: gastronomical heaven. For a main course, I went with duck breast in a sweet and sour peach sauce, and D tried a cassoulet of duck confit. They were nothing if not consistent, in that they were similarly delicious. D particularly loved the crispy duck skin that accompanied his dish. Following a bit of local goat’s cheese (chévre) and greens, we indulged in dessert. I couldn’t resist some crème brûlée (which was divine) and D had profiteroles, which basically involved some kind of pastry with ice cream and chocolate sauce. We lingered, French-style, over dinner for over 3 hours, and stuffed to the brim, eventually waddled our way home for the evening.