If some benevolent benefactor called me up today and said "Dining table. Hit me with it. What would you like - more than anything in the world? It's yours"
Today, I'd go with this one.
I have no deets on it, which is probably a good thing, as I would undoubtedly realise that it wasn't going to make it's way to the 60's Splendour anytime soon. (a functional kitchen is a little higher on the priority list!).
And of course everything else in this v. cool pad is so close to perfect. No joke.
Images from journal la maison