We ate boullibaise and drank rose in the port. I know it looks like he was, but that crab was not alive, crawling out the primordial soup to kick my ass. He was delicious though. (or so Steven said. I couldn't bring myself to eat him. too cute.)
(btw, I made Julie Child's bouibaise recipe for a dinner party the other night... more on that later.)
Maybe it was because we'd seen so many austere restored ancient churches and modern Corbusier buildings earlier in the trip, but I loved the cathedral with all its excessive everything.