We finally arrived at DWs hometown, just some 40 km north of Barcelona. They had the town festival that night - and I pretend it was just for our arrival 🤭
Having Toulousian sausage in our luggage as well as kitchen-ready beams both from Carcassonne, dinner was easily predictable: Cassoulet 🤗
Crust only broken three times, but with enough duck fat (courtesy of the purchased confit) to bring a small French village though a harsh winter. It was very, very well received by my in-laws and my family alike …
No complaints ✊
