We actually ate this one. I was with some friends that were used to collect and eat them, and we got a bunch of them and cooked them in an omolette. It was close to St. Emilion, in the Gironde department.
These ones grew from one day to the other in a humid straw roll after a hard rain's night, also in the Gironde department.
Beautiful ones, around the city of Montpellier, in Languedoc-Roussilion. I believe it to be a Chanterelle Orangée, a very dangereus poisonous specie.
Again close to St. Emilion, in the same magic forest.