Maurice and I were married in a small village near Annecy so I always love to revisit. Maurice’s aunt and uncle live there too so we always go and see them.
I had this, tarteflette, made of potatoes, onions, bacon and cheese. It wasn’t very good as it was sort of premade with everything just dumped on the potatoes, not baked all together, plus, they forgot the onions. I ate it anyway.