Traveling through Provence, our picnic sojourn was to a medieval abbey not far away. We purchased foie gras, cheeses, salamis, artisan bread, with aged Burgundy to wash it all down. Somehow we managed to stash our victuals in the narrow boot of our 30s Delahaye roadster, leaving just enough space for our beloved vintage serving table. Since this handily folds, it occupies the smallest of spaces.