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The Apple Garden Café on Rue Gambetta

So this week, Allison and I decided to check out a new café she'd walked past with her host family. It was called 'Apple Garden Café'on Rue Gambetta. We went on Wednesday afternoon (fast becoming cake day), while Aurianne was asleep in the pram.

It was a lovely little café. Very clean and bright, with artwork in English and a bookshelf with lots of English books on it.

At first, we were a bit confused as to whether we ordered from the table or the counter (most cafés seem to be from the table), but no one came over and there was no menu... Also, all the cakes were in one of those glass display cases so we had to go up and have a look. We just ordered while we were over there.

The Apple Garden Café
(I believe that's the owner stood to
the right of the counter - Google tells me
his name is Derek Smith)

They didn't have quite the selection that some of the patisseries and cafés have, but it was more similar to a British café with a small selection (although the selection was more desserts than your custom shortbread and cakes that one might find in a café in the UK).

We went for 'Cheesecake Chocolat Blanc' and 'Panna Cotta Chocolat Noir'. They also had New York Cheesecake, which Allison (an American, albeit West Coast) had never heard of. Perhaps that's something we've created and given an American name? Like French toast - no one in France knows what French toast is supposed to be! Allison had also never heard of Panna Cotta, so I tried to explain that it was like a set custard cream dessert, probably from Italy (I got the origin right, but it's cream, egg white and honey according to Wikipedia!)

It was a good choice, (Allison was sad to realise they also had cookies but that we couldn't see them).

Dark Chocolate Panna Cotta (left)
and White Chocolate Cheesecake (right)

Aurianne isn't very well at the moment, and she woke up coughing after about 10 mins of sleep - not ideal, especially as she hadn't had a nap that morning. I then spent an hour trying to get her back to sleep (during which time she was fed cheesecake), and then she finally went back sleep again.

The (we think) owner came over to ask us how everything was - in English!! Allison didn't notice he was speaking English at first, but he was very nice. He had a (I think) French Canadian accent, so that would probably explain the English decor, and name of the Café. It was a very nice place though - it even has an outdoor patio (which lots of school kids went out to) which would be quite nice in the Summer!

Fête de la Pomme

Fête de la Pomme

Jams and crates of apples
(in case you didn't want to PYO)

A Norman tradition, a bit like a country fair in celebration of the Apple, held in late September/October.

We went to one in Yvetot-Bge, near to Valognes on Sunday and met us with some of the family's church friends. It's quite normal for the hosting Orchard/Farm to open up their apple trees to public picking (which you then pay for at the end based on weight).

Apple Orchard

We bought a basket (from the basket weaver stall), and then went to pick some apples. Marc kept getting confused by 'to pick apples' in English and (I think) 'à pincer des pommes' (to pinch/steal apples) as 'pick' and 'pincer' sound similar and kept saying we were going to do that instead of 'à cueillir des pommes' (the french for picking apples).

Bakers Oven

There were also local farm shops selling their apple juice, cider, jams, duck and apple sauces, cider vinegar and cheeses. In addition to this, there were also some food stalls selling local sausage and chips, and a few craft stalls including apple themed artwork and a basket weaver.

Pomme de Pain

A Norman Man singing

There was a Baker who had come along to sell bread, which they were also baking in one of those old fashioned oven things on site. They were baking 'Pomme de Pain' too - a whole cooked apple encased in bread. It was tasty, but why wouldn't you core the apple first? You have to eat it with a knife so you can cut out the core and stalk before you eat it!

Later in the afternoon, they also had a local troop of traditional Norman folk dancers/ performers who arrived in full traditional Norman dress and put on a show on the stage. Marc loved this but Aurianne was tired so we had to leave before it had finished.

The Von Trapp Norman Family Singers
(we're convinced it was all one family!)

Norman Dancing
(Didn't get much more technical than skipping
round in circles, bowing and clapping)

Labyrinthe Vegetal

We also walked over to the farm just over the road, whose persistent French owner was insistent that all passers by should come in and try his 'Labyrinthe Végétal', basically a 'Maize Maze' in English. (Internet link here...) Apparently it's also known as 'La Clé des Champs' or 'The Key Fields'.

Which we did, and the children loved it. We didn't do it properly though as we had small people with us and only spent about 20 minutes in there before coming back out the way we came (Marie-Agnes had made leave signs on the ground so we could find our way out again).

Apparently it's supposed to take an average of 60-90 minutes!

A Path in the Maize Maze

Beautiful Blue Skies

Farmer had some giant rabbits

One of those 'Head in the Hole' photo boards. 

Flowers on a cart. The farmer/maze owner saw me
taking a picture and tried flogging them all to me!
"vous aimez? vous voulez acheter?
Oui, oui, vous pouvez en acheter un si vouz voulez!"

But first, let me take an Apple Selfie