| Café Gaby in Lourmarin |
We arrived in Lourmarin yesterday afternoon and are now sitting in our favorite café, in the heart of this Luberon village, where we will mark the start of our vacation with—what else? —a little pastis. We sit, nestled among locals and tourists, in this lively café where people have come for generations for their pastis.
“Since the war,” the waiter replied when we asked how long Gaby has been here (and he meant WWI).Our waiter has poured a couple of inches of the golden-colored liquid and it beckons us. When pastis is served with all its accoutrements, one would also be served a ceramic pitcher of ice-cold water, a small bowl of ice-cubes, a saucer of sugar cubes, and, to the uninitiated, a curious perforated flat spoon. Here, at Gaby’s, things are casual—we just got the pastis and a carafe of water. No fanfare. Just drink up.
| Two popular pastis - Casanis and 51 |
I prefer my pastis without sugar anyway, but I do typically like to add the ice-cubes at the end of this ritualized preparation. I usually pour about three-parts water for one ...




