A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent on arriving.
I decided to sit outside since it was sunny and pleasant and because I could keep an eye on my bike. Unnecessary of course in a little village in France but old habits die hard.
The restaurant was also an antique shop full of all sorts of interesting bits and pieces. There were also photos decorating the walls of the rich and famous who'd been there, and little wonder, it was a nice place.
The food was good too, though I could have invited a few friends and still had food left over, I ordered the Couscous Royal, and it was enough for three, pity I didn't have three to share the cost, at 20€ it was more than I really could afford to spend for lunch.
Still, it was very nice, with couscous and a bowl of soup with a chicken leg, some lamb and two merguez and a very tasty harissa on the side.
I took this photo without even slowing down which is why it's blurry. I'm starting to get blasé about chateau but then just after this there was a long descent and I didn't want to stop either.