Location: Fossoy
Our chef is called Pierre. He is French and he cannot make pumpkin soup to save his life. But he's v nice and referred to the pumpkin as Halloween! Turkey a la Colombo was also served. Not bad. Tangy. Didnt get my hands on the selection of fine cheeses yet. If it were for me Pierre need not bother cooking - I'm happy with the fromage! :)
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