Bread and butter, deconstructed
We had a wonderful lunch on Arcachon Bay overlooking Cap Ferret. Not to be confused with Hotel du Cap Ferrat on the Riviera. Cap Ferret seems to me to be like a Martha’s Vineyard or Nantucket — fairly recently discovered by the glitterati but generally very rural and low key. Of course, I had oysters. The surprise was the bread that you can see in the pictures below. It had been sliced into pieces then “pasted” back together with a mortar of butter. Interesting and delicious.