Everyone knows that the words "French" and "food" are so tightly tied together, so we expected we would eat well in Toulouse. Our first night was an exploration of hearty, regional cuisine— a delicious duck cassoulet for me, and a tender hunk of pork in a honey sauce for Pedro, followed by a warm apple pie drizzled in chocolate.
The following night we dined on a delicately curried seafood salad, and Moules Marinières with frites— the sauce was so good that it was easy to spy fellow patrons scooping it up with the empty shells and sucking it out with a slurp!
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