Finishing the tour of the chateau, we decide to skip the gardens and strike out in search of lunch. Nothing is open in Chenonceaux. We find a place a couple of towns down the road. It is approaching 2pm (apparently a significant hour), but the place is willing to serve us. We have the plat du jour: a salad (yay!) followed by salmon and lyonnaise potatoes. A glass of wine and we are refueled.
Later that evening we dine at the hotel again have exactly the same menu that we had two days earlier, this time without being hidden behind the scraggly oleander. Once again, delicious.