Our next
night at the Aix Festival was a new opera by George Benjamin, Written on
Skin. It's based on an old Provençal story -
boy meets girl, boy loves girl, husband makes girl eat boy's heart - so it was
perfectly in place at the modern-brutalist Grand Théâtre de Provence.
We held
body and soul together with a pre-opera glass of wine and some potato chips,
and after the stunning finale, returned to Richeaume to cook up some more of
our Place Richelme buys: fresh raviolis aux cèpes, dressed with butter and one
of the local goat cheeses made with herbes de Provence. With it we drank some rosé from (where else?) Aix.
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