| One of the best things about Grasse is approaching it around dusk on a warm summer evening. As the perfume capital of France the smell wafting into your lid for miles around Grasse is intoxicating, I guess from where they grow a lot of the flowers and plants that go into the perfume. Better than the diesel fumes you get around here anyway.
There is (or was) a tiny restaurant called Monsieur Bosque - no bigger than most peoples dining room - which is one of the best places that I've been to eat in France (and I've spent a lot of time in France - two years altogether). Difficult to describe how to get to it, but from memory there's a sort of alleyway downhill from the Fragonard perfumerie and it's tucked along there somewhere (unless it's changed hands or been turned into a McDonalds by now) |