The cafe is called Fontaine. Carol could not work out why until we looked over our shoulder and a large fountain was right behind us. Probably the least friendly service we have had (at least until we get to Paris). It was market day in this village today. Most of the large-ish villages have markets.

We are 20K into our ride. Hopefully this is halfway. We have not been through this village before. We normally turn left toward Moires rather than right. We are in a lovely plaza that has outdoor seating for nearby restaurants and cafes.