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It was a rainy day in later October. Most of the restaurants were closed for the season when we drive thru the Loire Valley and decided to stop in Montsoreau for lunch crepes. Lucky for us, the owner/manager/waitress of Fleur de Sel was just opening up for the day. This place could not be more quaint if it was set for a movie. Mom could be seen in the kitchen firing up the crepe pans while the waitress/manager/daughter helped us understand that a galette is just crepe that isn 't rolled up like a burrito, but served with the filling piled in the middle. The restaurant is a small, converted mid-century home with mismatched furniture and a tiny, clean toilette. The prices were half what we had been paying in the big cities. By the we finished and moved on, the place was filled with locals enjoying a Sunday dessert of late lunch. Not a word of English was spoken and there is no carte english so have fun and be careful or else you might order ice cream on your seafood! (seriously, the charming staff won 't let you hurt or embarrass yourself.