Aerogrammes de Paris…
Friday, October 21st…I left for La Commanderie today, the Courault’s country home. I took the train to St. Cloud, Francois, Bruno’s brother, picked me up. The house came into the hands of the Courault family just before the French revolution. The cave, the walls, and the old pigeon coop date from the 12th century. The rest is from early 1700’s.
On Saturday, about 30 of Francois’ friends arrived an we went to the vineyard to pick grapes. Most of the grapes had already been picked but they left a few for the city folk. It was HARD WORK! We picked the grapes and the foreman with a huge vat on his back came around into which we emptied our buckets. Then the raisins were partially pressed. And, after that…I really don’t know much except that it is stored I huge vats in the big basement.
That afternoon, we picked mushrooms from the fields for part of supper, which was held in the big workroom, with candles. Kind of medieval feeling. Big pans of chicken, mushrooms, green salad, cheese, grapes and, of course, lots and lots of Rose d’Anjou.