My family have just enjoyed a proper, old school, traditional holiday en France. We ate excessively, visited vineyards and man made lacs, tried to swim every day and even completed a puzzle. We drove, both successfully and unsuccessfully to villages hoping there might be stalls and on the day before the last happened upon the most gorgeous morning market.
I bought 2 kilo of raine claude and once we'd exhausted just snacking on them, decided to make a crumble. Supper that evening was a celebration indeed.