There is something tangibly romantic about driving around lavender fields in a classic French vintage car. Arnelle and I drove around the back-back-back roads of Ardeche where she lives part of the year. We gleaned the orchards for apricots too. I felt like I was in a French movie.
Arnelle use to have a catering service before she became an interior designer in San Francisco. While we were there she fixed-up fingerling potatoes with creme fraiche, trout eggs and chives.
A simple, delicious, elegant aperitif.
Tangible romance from the moment we entered into Arnelle and Rodger's world... A peek overlooking part of their garden.
French Husband and I slept in what use to be the mangnanerie (Magnaneries were rooms where silkworms were raised)
Yes, they have a wisteria covered terrace where they served lunch and dinner. I adore simple elegance. Time standing still. Carefully crafted charm of authentic homes, where loving details matter. Generosity of friendship that tends to the soul of everything around.
We hope to return in Autumn to pick their olives.
I can imagine the picnic under the trees,
and the drives in Arnelle's car admiring the changing season.
More about Arnelle here.
- Smoothies, Detox and Ice Cream Bars
- Pears with Pumpkin Seed Oil
- French Silverware