We've had no power since mid-day. I haven't replied to previous comments; sorry.
Sunday lunch with family is a big tradition in France. It is like Christmas every Sunday.
Therefore imagine, just as you're about to put the fatted calf in the oven, the power fails. DISASTER.
I've never been a lunch person; long boozy lunches make me sleepy, and ruin the rest of my day.
Luckily, our electricity returned just before 6 pm, so all alternative dinners were abandoned, and I returned to my planned evening dish of stuffed Piquillo Peppers (stuffed with Brandade). We spent the late afternoon candle-lit.
Occasionally it pays to eat dinner, rather than lunch. I can just imagine thousands of local kitchens with cooks tearing their hair out, and cursing at the EDF.
Here, all ended well.