Various old baskets hold lunch. A fabric tablecloth laid atop wooden boxes surrounded by my cousins and friends. No folding chairs. Stools, boxes, the ground are their thrones. Wine, of course, and bottled water.
Conversation abounds with much hand motion.
The day is long. Still, all are amazingly happy as they walk to their transportation home. Giuliano videoed it during a harvest not long ago. I have a copy. To participate for just a few days would be memorable.