The Walking Street - Frédéric Falsetti

Another sculpture displayed at the 'Artists in Movement' exhibition in the pedestrian street.

The Walking Street - Helena Krajewicz

No, it's not clothing hung out to dry but part of an exhibition taking place in the pedestrian street of Monaco - rue Princesse Caroline. In the smaller photograph you can see part of the street with the main port ahead of us.

It's called 'Artists in Movement' - and this work is by Helena Krajewicz (click to view more).

Obama - the Eagle has Landed!

A stone eagle in the grounds of the Chèvre d'Or in Eze. Today it represents the proud American eagle.

Thankyou America, thankyou!

The Stars 'n' Bars Candy Vote!

Vote!

It's not only in America that you can vote for Obama or McCain. At Stars 'n' Bars, the American sports bar on the port of Monaco, you can buy a sweet (candy) for one euro. You then select either the Obama jar or the McCain bar to place your sweet, and - voila! - you have voted. All proceeds go to charity. Obama has the most sweets!

As you can see in the poster below, Stars 'n' Bars offer an 'I WANT A RECOUNT' breakfast at 6 a.m. tomorrow. I sure hope not!

To see how my dog Beau will vote, please look at Menton Daily Photo.

The Best Dressed Caterer in Monaco

This is for anyone who thinks it's always sunny on the French Riviera.

This photograph show Mister Brian, the well-known caterer in Monaco - and his girlfriend, Esther. They'd visited me in Gorbio for lunch yesterday. Inviting Brian to lunch is always a great idea - goodies comes too - yesterday, the best cheesecake I've ever tasted and a bottle of pink champers. Later, after we'd watched the Brazilian Grand Prix, and as they were about to leave - wham, bam, thankyou Mam, the heaven's opened. A deluge. And when it rains here, boy, can it rain...

Plastic bags were the answer to get Brian and Esther from my terrace, where this was taken, to the top of the track. (the pink and black top on Esther's shoulder was her original attempt to keep dry (!) The yellow bag is a Mister Brian bag. Click on the link to see his establishment in Monaco (the smaller pic)

Today, we've had no electricity until just now - 18.00h. The whole of the Alpes-Maritimes and the Var and further west, has been without electricity - Marseilles to Menton.

The Walking Street - The Book Lady

More books today - or rather no more books...

Scruples, the English bookshop in Monaco, is no more. As you can see in the smaller photograph, it closed on the 10th October. ( click to enlarge)

Jane France, the lady in the main photograph, is a Monaco institution. She opened Scruples over twenty-five years ago. Prior to that she drove around the ports in the south of France and Monaco selling English books to the 'yachties' from her van - she was known as 'the Book Lady.' Now she has sold up. A small English bookshop can't compete with Amazon. That's how it is these days. Also Jane is ready for a much-deserved retirement. Happy retirement, Jane! - you will be greatly missed by the English book-buying community in Monaco and France. Word has it that Scruples will become an ice-cream parlour.

The pedestrian street is Rue Princesse Caroline, which runs from Port Hercule to Rue Grimaldi.

Theme Day - Books

A puppet for sale in Eze village - around his neck, a tray of books.

'Lord! when you sell a man a book you don't sell just twelve ounces of paper and ink and glue - you sell him a whole new life. Love and friendship and humour and ships at sea by night - there's all heaven and earth in a book, a real book.' ~ Christopher Morley

It's the first of the month and so it's Theme Day for City Daily Photo bloggers with 178 blogs participating in the 'Books' theme. Do spend some time enjoying the many interpretations I know you'll find. Click here to view thumbnails for all participants

Wot no carving?

You might call this a cheat Halloween. Wot no carving?

At the Carrefour shopping centre in Monaco there is an enormous display of sweets (candy) - just pick what you want and get them weighed. And in the centre a pumpkin.

Happy Halloween everyone!

Eze Village: Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - the Sundeck

We leave the restaurant and walk back through the beautiful gardens. If you are staying in the hotel you can sunbathe here and I believe have a massage. We passed the masseur earlier. Now that would have been nice...

The peninsula you see is Saint Jean Cap Ferrat. Saint Jean is a charming port with some wonderful restaurants along the water. You can also visit the Villa Ephrussi de Rothschild with its famous Belle Epoque architecture and wondrous gardens.

Eze Village: Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - the Owner's Cat

At first he slept under a chair, later he came and begged at our table - jumping up and telling us he wanted a piece of our fish.

He belongs to the owner of the Chèvre d'Or and I love that even though it's a Michelin-starred restaurant no one has barred him. For me, one of the joys of France is that animals are accepted as part of the family and allowed in the majority of restaurants.

(Looking at the photographs closely I wonder if there aren't two cats! In the first photograph, he appears to have a sore over one eye, not so in the smaller pic)

Eze Village - Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - Profiteroles

Three tiny perfect profiteroles filled with ice-cream and about to melt - just ready to eat, in fact...

And afterwards - an espresso.

Thanks to my friend Casper for such a wonderful lunch. Casper and his wife are two of my best friends - I've known them for more years than I want to say. They are part of my 'south of France family' and each year Casper takes me to a restaurant of my choice for my birthday and then I take him out for his. Sadly, Philippa has massive health problems and lives in London now, near to her doctors. Casper spends part of the year in Monaco and so, when he's here, it's birthday time - even if it isn't. And thanks to this blog, birthday lunches or dinners now take place in grander and grander restaurants - for the photographs, of course! What is fabulous for me is that Casper, who hasn't a clue about photography, computers and even hates telephones, goes along with it all, even pointing out something I should be photographing. I adore him. Casper is Norwegian which probably explains a lot. I've never yet met a Norwegian who doesn't have an enduring love of life and a childlike wonder in everything.

Tomorrow - who else was at the Chèvre d'or?

Eze Village: Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - the First Course

We decided to choose the 'menu' - as opposed to eating from the 'carte.' With the menu, there were no choices. The first course, which you see here consisted of spiced meat balls (à la vapeur) made of filet of Charolais and rolled in sesame seeds which you then dip in a piquant sauce (not shown) and then place into the bowl of ginger-flavoured bouillon and Asiatic noodles.

As I don't eat meat, I asked for a substitution and was told I could have a salad. I thought this might be boring but in fact it was probably the best salad I've ever had: a base of chopped, skinned tomato, then a layer of mashed avocado and then a mix of salad leaves, piled into a perfect sphere: roquette (arugula to Americans) lambs lettuce, other leaves. And served with a subtle and tasty dressing. (I wish I'd remembered to photograph the salad but I ate it instead).

The main course was made up of three types of fish from Menton served with tiny new potatoes and a tasty jus. Very nouvelle cuisine and delicious.

After that - sorry by now I was into wine and conversation and continued to forget the camera! - we were served a slice of the softest, most delicious goat cheese (natch, being the Chèvre d'Or) - with grapes and a light and fluffy savoury pastry.

The 'menu' - as I know someone will ask - cost 68 euros. Not what you'd spend every day on lunch - that's for sure - but on the other hand, much much cheaper than eating from the 'carte' and not expensive when you consider where we were (that view over Cap Ferrat) the service, the ambiance, and that the Chef, Philippe Labbé has a Michelin star.

Dessert - well I did photograh that - so come back tomorrow...

Eze Village: Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - Amuse-Bouche

I love the word amuse-bouche - literally 'amuse the mouth' - in other words, something to wake up the taste buds. If anyone doesn't know - an amuse-bouche is a single, bite-sized hors d'oeuvre. It differs from an appetizer in that they are not ordered from the menu but are chef's selection normally served with an aperitif.

The original French word - still very much used - is amuse-gueule. Gueule is slang for mouth but in fact means an animal's mouth. Amuse-bouche is the word used in fine restaurants.

You can see in the photograph they are served on porcelain spoons - perish the thought of using our fingers! One had some meat in it, something else was basically aubergines - the small round mouthfuls, not on spoons, were made with cheese. All went down very well with the champers...

The terrace ahead is empty - the tables to the left, ie behind us, were full. Within half an hour all the tables you see in the photograph had been taken.

Tomorrow - lunch.

Eze Village: Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - the Sommelier

Meet Ludivine - the sommelier of Les Remparts - the name of the terrace restaurant. She was absolutely charming, complimented my companion on his choice of wines. I'm sure she does this with everyone! And at the end of our meal, she presented us with the wine labels as souvenirs - each inside a plastic cover. A bit corny perhaps - but rather nice. It also means I can now tell you the wines we drank. Note: we ordered two half bottles - just in case you think we rolled out of the restaurant...as if!

The first was a rosé - Château Simone and the second, a white - a Condrieu. (Wine buffs - click on the links - both make fascinating reading - apparently Condrieu is one of the rarest wines, not just in France but the world)

Ludovine explained that her name goes back to German origins - from Ludovic presumably. She also told us that more and more women are now training for this profession.

Tomorrow - the food - and lest you think I eat like this every day of the week (I wish...) I'll explain the reason for the lunch.

Eze Village: Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - Pink Champagne

We were offered a choice of four different champagnes from the champagne trolley - one was pink. We didn't hesitate. This is a Bollinger.

You can see the tip of St. Jean Cap Ferrat to the right.

Eze Village: Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - the Bar

We've walked up to the bar. I particularly wanted to see the Chèvre d'Or's champagne glasses. You may recall that David from Tamarindo Daily Photo posted photos of the beautiful 'angel' champagne glasses. (click and scroll down) Well, they've changed! As you can see, the champagne glasses now feature a goat and of course chèvre is French for goat. The bartender kindly displayed one of the champagne flutes on the bar.

You can see the decor of the bar in the smaller photo. We decided the terrace was where we wanted to be, so asked for our champagne to be served downstairs.

Tomorrow: pink champagne.

Eze Village: Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - the Terrace

Don't know about you but I'm getting hungry, so whilst there is much more to see in the gardens, let's go eat! We can take another look at the gardens another day.

We've walked up the steps you see in the lower photograph. Had we walked through the village, rather than the gardens, we'd not have encountered such a steep staircase.

Eze Village: Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - the Nude

But is she comfortable?

Eze Village: Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - the Statuary

The gardens of the Chèvre d'Or tumble down the hillside in terraces. You can better see this in the smaller photograph or click on THIS LINK (then enlarge the photo) and you'll see even better how the gardens fill the land below the old village.

Each terrace is small and there is a mind-boggling amount of statuary - every animal you can imagine, fountains, grottos, naked women...we'll get to those.

Eze Village: Lunch at the Chèvre d'Or - the Pool

You are invited to lunch at the Château de la Chèvre d'Or. Get your glad rags on - comfortable shoes though - because we are going to walk through the hotel gardens on our way to the terrace restaurant.

We've driven along the Moyenne Corniche to Eze but instead of parking below the village, today is going to be special. We turn up into the village and stop in front of the police barrier - normally you can't drive beyond this. We tell the policeman we are eating at the Chèvre d'Or and he allows us through. Already we are feeling rather special! We drive up the hill and stop at the beautiful wrought-iron gated entrance where the car will be parked by one of three liveried young men waiting there.

We've walked into the gardens below the hotel - here you see one of several pools overlooking Saint Jean Cap Ferrat. It's a little overcast today as you see. Tomorrow - more of the gardens.