Poulet de Bresse

We bid Chamonix another fond farewell on Monday. We had planned on visiting Lyon, a place we've never been; but the apparent lack of camperstop/park&ride facilities discouraged us (it's a big city), and we decided to save Lyon for another time. We headed instead for old friend Bourg en Bresse and another favorite restaurant, which we discovered, thanks to Michelin, in 1986, the Restaurant Hotel du Mail.

One visits Bourg en Bresse for just one reason: the best chicken in France, and, 
arguably, the world, although the world doesn't know it since so few of the birds 
emigrate; they are prized for their flavor (slightly gamey, lots of fat); the Beny 
version is a national tri-color emblem, red crown, whitefeathers, distinctive blue 
feet 

Alas! Alack! The Hotel du Mail is no more! But a friendly shop-keeper directed 
us to the Eglise du Brou area, where, she said we would find restaurants serving 
the poulet de Bresse

Me and friend in front of the 16th century abbey church

Bourg en Bresse knows what it's famous for...

Anyhow, we had our 5 course splurge Burgundian dinner at the Auberge Bressane

Nice view of the eglise, lots of French goodies,but mostly 
the chicken; the waiter apparently received his training in 
Paris, a demeanor we have come to regard as part of the 
show; and what a show it is...



The eglise at sunset; ordered by Margaret of Austria to honor her deceased 4th 
husband, Philibert the Fair