Eating: Cannelé ou Canelé

Wednesday, August 06, 2014

Regional specialty. I've never really thought much of them. Whenever I see them I think of a kindly aged man with silvery grey hair and beard, like the grandfather in Heidi, giving a piece of a cannelé to his little granddaughter in a dress, out in the terrace. Not sure why, though I think it must have been something I read in a book somewhere, some time ago. A said that this was THE place to get them, the BEST. I am sure he is a little biased, being emotionally attached to this town by blood, but I must say, they were rather good. The best that I have tasted, in fact, dare I say. Perhaps I was influenced by his sure enthusiasm, but they actually had taste.

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