Droplets on the roses. cognac. and 18 dishes

And just two days later, after my Alpine lunch in the 1760 m height, at 6 am on a Monday morning, I packed the car full of clothes and cooking utensils to drive all over France to get out of the car in Cognac for an 8 box shopping. No, I did not go there just to shop. That week was more than just shopping and food and work. It was about creating. Creating a story, moment, and memory, as it was all about two vineyard lunches at Maison Courvoisier. My favourite cognac house, among others.