Lovely Picnic in the olive grove yesterday..

I was forunate enough to be invited to a lovely Sunday lunch at Christine's house. I only know Christine as she was the supposed mistress of my dear friend Noulin that passed.  She lives in a glorious house that Noulin spent a lot of time building...there are all kinds of whimsical touches. She has a big Koi pond and a turtle pen...it's in a massive ancient olive grove with an gorgeous rose garden.

 

Tabbouli , artichoke omelette, some kind of fried dense roll with curry, and my most disliked, Ratatouille ...the bread was ok...there was a pizza...There was also a scratchy salad...friss? I watched people eat that and I can't imagine why. I know the food would be like this, very Nicoise...have I ever said the food was good here? never I barely ate anything.
I was thinking of making potato salad...can you imagine a big bold potato salad muscling in with that parsnickany collection of dishes?