It was in the orchards of Moismont, in Picardy, that Axelle's grandmother, the founder, passed on to her, through the flea markets they visited together, the taste for beautiful things and sharing.

We therefore naturally borrowed his nickname to write this lovely story.

 

For us, hunting is not just about finding objects but rather listening to the story of their lives.

We like the idea that they can pass on messages.

 

Monnette spoons have several. The one we engrave, and all those we can only imagine, vestiges of their previous lives.

 

With love, we engrave for eternity a new story, rich and proud of all those of the past.