back to Paris. I only hope there's time to grab some bread or perhaps
About 10 miles walked and 3 wineries experienced. Only 1 spoke any
English at all. It was great. This is a great region.
One winemaker gifted me a bottle of their 1990. Wow. What a gift. It
all started when she poured me that aged drink. What color! What
aroma! How mellow! How complex!
"Where's your wife?" she asked. With our son, in Paris. "Take this
bottle back to her and let me know how you two like it."
"Merci," I responded.
"Grr," my stomach just interrupted.