Once upon a time, in a forgotten corner of eastern France, surrounded by deep forests, peaceful waters and tiny little old fashioned villages, les Poissonchats took up their lodging in a sleepy old cottage that eyes a river to the south and a narrow village street to the north. They have been busily breathing back the life into the veins of the old building ever since, scrubbing wormeaten floorboards, whitewashing crumbling walls and freeing ancient chimney stones from soot, dirt and paint.Read More »