A quick catch-up starting with a look at a long lunch on December 13 with a bunch of friends in the village of Espazel.
Like the wine, the aperitif came to the table in unmarked bottles. I think it was the deceptively powerful vin de noix, made from walnuts.
Everything was served family-style, including this gésiers salad (and a reminder: gésiers are duck gizzards), accompanied, as was the entire meal, by baskets of chewy bread.
I don't think any of us ate dinner that night.