Some acquaintances who were arriving at their flat wanted to eat with us before we got tied up and tried down with our move this week and Sunday and Colette suggested we eat at Axuria again. After the requisite amuse bouche soup with toasts, olives and cheese sticks it was on to the serious stuff.
Escargots, raviolis, one with langoustines, the other truffles, and a croustade of foie gras and gibiers; no complaints.
Turbot, scallops and milk-fed Pyrenees lamb with potato grantined with Brebis - delicous.