The front porch at Maison Monet |
In Meyrals, Esther welcomed us to her countryside gîte, Maison Monet, with a lovely bottle of
local wine. Our little house was located in a field near her home, so if we needed her, she was
right there. Most Airbnbs request that you not light candles—and I get that—but she had
candles everywhere, which came in handy the night we had a fierce storm that knocked out
power! The little porch had a beautiful view across the fields, and a view of the sunset.
One afternoon Esther contacted us to ask if we wanted a side of wild boar. Yes, seriously. Her
neighbor had just shot one, and had still had some meat in his freezer. She offered it to us, and we did our
usual, “Why not?” After much laughter with her and some hard decisions, Ted used only part of
it and made a delicious stew—enough for two meals, plus some for Esther and her husband.
She’s not a great fan of boar (it WAS pretty darned delicious) but left it for the next visitors to
Maison Monet, who thanked her deeply for the wine and for the tasty stew!
Moving on to St. Léon de l’Isle, our tiny cottage, called Gîte Pierre Forte, was hosted by Sèverine, who, in her small plot of land, had a pool, a hot tub, a hammam (steam room), an outdoor summer kitchen, chickens, two daughters, and a lovely dog named Vaya.
Stepping into our warm and cozy space, we
found she had left us a huge bowl of tomatoes and peppers, grapes, figs, and eggs, all from
her garden! This time it was my turn, and I made ratatouille, one of our favorites, from her
bounty. Plus we had omelets from her eggs and tomatoes. We hardly ate out at all that week,
because we had so much food!
One night the Wi-Fi went out. Jade, her daughter, figured out it had to do with a broken
booster. Within an hour, they were back with a new one! At night!
As with Elaine and Jerry, we had a bit of a chance to know them and their world. And that
makes all the difference when you visit someplace new.
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