Back in Provence the Mistral is blowing! My oh my, there were days this past week when I was pushed around like a rag doll. But as I often note, this broom sweeps the sky clean and lets the blue shine through, so I will not complain, even if the winds can leave me feeling as if my bones were being used to play the xylophone.
In such weather, it helps to have fun things to do, of course. Remi and I put Ben in the back of the Range Rover and headed out on a mission. I had always heard that the Domaine de Valdition was one of the loveliest wine estates to visit in the Alpilles and yes, the reputation is well-deserved. Through the gates and down, down, down the long allée of pines…
…there is a dollhouse of a tasting room and boutique that is simply so charming I could have moved right in.
We had come to pick up some wine for a special dinner. Our dear friends Sonny and Michael had first introduced us to the winery’s award-winning rosé or “pink” as Michael likes to call it, last summer. But it certainly is not yet the moment for rosé! Brrr!! No, we chose the excellent Vallon des Anges, a Coteaux d’Aix that is 80% Syrah, just perfect for the lamb we would be serving it with.
There was so much, too much else to tempt. Little chickens, fruity vinegar, honey with black truffle!
The rest of the domaine is worth a look around. All of the elements that make so many of us sigh over Provence are here. The main mas with its ancient tiles and stone wrapped in a cream lime-wash…
…little corners to while away a sunny afternoon…
…burbling fountains (those with a magnifying glass might spy a sad-faced Ben looking out of the rear view window in the background)…
…crawling vines and perfectly tended topiary…
…and all in a secluded corner of the Alpilles that just becomes more beautiful to me with each and every moment that I pass there.
It comes as no surprise to learn that the estate was a gift from King François the First to his daughter and that the estate remained in the same family for four centuries. There is something so timeless and beyond time about this special place. How wonderful to see that the 280 hectares are still so lovingly treasured.
I still have more to share on my trip to Michigan but thought that this was just right for today.
Bon-weekend!
Beautiful pictures….Welcome back…Janey
Glad you are back home in France. Your drive and the winery is just beautiful. Your friends are fortunate to have hosts who put so much effort into their guest's dinner.
Helen xx
A little sun for you dear Greet! Wishing you a lovely Sunday as well. 🙂
Oh dear! You made my day! I am drooling here over these gorgeous images!! I am dreaming… and dreaming…. about Provence!!
Have a wonderful Sunday Heather!! Hugs, Greet
The lamb comes from the region so if you are a 'locavore', they haven't had to travel far!
You're welcome Wyn! And to give you an idea how strong the winds were, they were pushing the Range Rover around and it weighs more than two tons!
I can only imagine the sort of adventures we would have if I ever convinced you to visit my way. Wine tour, specialty food tour, olive oil tasting…ah yes, that and a few old stones. :à
Hooray! Nothing better than a little exploring Judith–who knows what you might find!
What a lovely place. Will get there some day for a visit. And a bottle of their 'pink'! The lamb and syrah sound exquisite. 🙂
Thanks God for your Range Rover and cold winds that drive you to discover and share!!! Whooo! Thanks!!