While we were making a little trip on the Lot Road, we found ourselves in this pretty little village called Catus. The story of the city itself deserves to be read. We were eating a piece on the empty terrace in front of a closed Halles café. However, the very friendly owner saw us sitting and asked if we wanted drinks. He opened the bar and ordered very good coffee. He started raining a bit and we moved on the terrace back, which had a shelter. In the meantime, it was about 15 hours, so guess what? Time for wine. We ordered a glass each (brown and dry white). The wines were absolutely wonderful. Better white than I had in a while. To date, I regret to ask the bartender what wine it was. (Or...
