HUNTING CITY BARGAINS FOR THE FRENCH CONSULATE
By Marian Burros
UNLIKE other residents of the Upper East Side of Manhattan, the wife of the French Consul General will not be found shopping in her neighborhood's food markets. Much as Monique Gadaud would like to patronize the Rosedale Fish Market and Lobel Brothers' meat market, E.A.T. or even the Oriental fruit and vegetable markets that dot each block, she says she cannot afford them. Not when she has to entertain at hundreds of lunches, teas, receptions and black-tie dinners promoting France, French commerce and French culture. In January and February alone, 74 people came to lunch, 40 people to dinner and 459 for cocktails. ''It's like running a restaurant, and catering,'' said Mrs. Gadaud, speaking in the drawing room of the six-story Fifth Avenue town house that is both the consulate offices and the Gadauds' home. ''In the first year there were 2,000 people who ate something in this house.'' There is also, on average, an overnight guest every day. ''That includes breakfast, and that costs money,'' Mrs. Gadaud said. ''It came as a big blow when I learned I had to run a hotel, too.'' Most of it is run at the Government's expense. A chef, butler, chambermaid, car and driver come with the job. But the Gadauds must periodically dip into their own pockets to make ends meet.