Thursday, July 14, 2016


Gite Plan-Mya, July 8, 2016— 

AFTER A SHORT HIKE and a mediocre tartelette aux myrtilles we walked on to this fromagerie which I recalled with great pleasure from a trip eight years ago, and we stepped in to buy a good-sized slice of  Beaufort. I noticed the woman running the place, who I remembered, was wearing a Slow Food apron, and we looked at the kitchen and the menu, and sniffed the delightful scent; then decided to stay the night. 

Dinner was in fact very good, shared with a team of extreme foot-racers (night, 35 hours, etc.) who were out scoping the course they'll run round Mont Blanc in late August. 

We had lentil soup -- you see Jim reaching for his in the photo -- followed by boeuf Bourgignon with lovely soft polenta, and potatoes Dauphinois, and cheese (the sacred trio here: Reblochon, Beaufort, Tomme de Savoie), and a fine apricot tarte. I slept well in my silk sleeping-sack…

Refuge Plan de Mya, Beaufortain, Savoie

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