Happy 2020 New Year!

Feliz año Nuevo, Frohes neues Jahr, Bonne Année for 2020!

Plaza Nueva

I went to Parceria with Angela and Ryan and met Sam, lastly from San Diego but has lived on the east coast of the US also. A lady in her late twenties who has the bug for travel and when she outlined her next two months in Europe we were amazed, and not with envy. She called her travel "efficient", well it is certainly that, at most two days in each city and a wide range of cities in that time. She seems quite independent and not the tour type, does research ahead and has a plan of action, good for her! It was good to go to Parceria again, Cata and Andres are always welcoming and Gil burnt his hand with steam that day, I’m hoping it won’t be too serious, (wasn't) he kept working but by the time we left he was looking pretty pale.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santa_Mar%C3%ADa_Magdalena,_Seville

I went into another church, above link. It is Baroque style with fabulously painted columns and ceiling, showing some wear. They didn’t have a belén but had a lovely Christmas wreath on the Dias. Intention was to visit the Christmas markets at Plaza Nueva, didn’t get there, made a wrong turn somewhere, but the bonus is that even if you are a bit turned around it always presents you with something that you haven’t seen before. This time it was a socks shop, the entire small shop had socks hung from ceiling to floor, unfortunately none of the designs jumped out at me. 

We’ve had a lot of rain this last week and my doors upstairs were leaking again. The wind blows in the rain, Pepe came over and re-hung the big bamboo blinds and tied them down which did the trick. That Spanish sun in the summer really does a number on the finish of the doors and the wood itself. I had them re-done only two years ago and they need doing again.

Carrot salad for Christmas lunch, my first clue should have been when the recipe said “put it in your food processor” doh, all done by hand folks with the usual grating of my thumb at the knuckle. Peeling and grating that many carrots caused for

a warning to everyone to enjoy because they won't be getting it from me again. Oh well, the upshot is that it tasted good and I did it the day before so no panic for the day. I served baked chicken in herbed panko crumbs, mashed potatoes, stirred fried snow peas and asparagus, the carrot salad, bread and butter, Pepe’s mom’s olives, pistachios, honeyed almonds, chocolates, red wine (everyone brought a bottle) and a bottle of cava (Spanish sparkling wine). Dessert was brought by Liz, a German stollen cake https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stollen and we had Turrón liqueur (like Bailey’s but we all agreed better, Ryan calls it crack) and coffee.

My guests were Angela, Ryan, Pepe, Pepe’s mom, Liz and Benny. Benny is a new acquaintance to me, he’s a lawyer from California, living here now, his dog is Ottie that Ryan and Angela take care of quite a bit while Benny is traveling. They came about 2:00 pm and left about 9:30 pm, typical timing for a celebratory Spanish lunch. It was a jolly group and I really enjoyed having them here. 

Boxing Day and I prepare to box, made soup from all the left over carrot salad, then another from the veg and chicken and froze them. This is now my third day of cooking and tomorrow I will not be in the kitchen except to make coffee, no complaints though, I enjoy cooking but missing Bruce’s advice usually "more salt", etc.

I made it to the Christmas market, second attempt successful! Realized where I’d gone wrong the first time and now I have another area to visit again. The market is not what I would expect of a “Christmas” market at all, much better in my opinion, or more to my interest. It’s called Feria de Artesanía Creativa de Sevilla, sponsored by the City and the Federatión Artesanal de Sevilla. 

The poster, same image on the brochure and the paper carry bags.

It is an artisan market and the products were beautiful, each in their own way, in 72 different stalls. Products included leatherwork, jewellery, pottery, silk painting, weaving, and a few more but those were the main items on show. This is the 20th anniversary of the craft fair and I was impressed with the quality of product, I am certainly no expert, but have been to many artisan’s studios over the years in Canada. The brochure and signage are professionally done and every purchase was carefully wrapped and put in the logo’d bag. The brochure cites where the booths are located by number and categorizes their speciality, and includes a listing of each booth participant with name and contact information. It was a sunny warm day, I left the house later than usual, after Rocio cleaned, had to kick my ass to get outside, but was well worth it and very glad I did and since it was Sevilliano lunch time there were no crowds which made it easy to enjoy each booth and actually see the product.

Good wishes for the year 2020! Cheers, Bev and Lexi Cat

P.S. I want to know why we don’t have flying cars and laser guns (maybe a good thing) and all the things they portrayed in the Sci-Fi movies yet. Those creators were visionaries but slightly off the mark to real creations for today.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas or Feliz Navidad or Frohe Weihnachten or Joyeux Noël! 

Not my tree! Found it in a doorway, a doorway that is not usually open, they are displaying their creation. Note the butterfly on top.

These are some of my minimal decorations.

The cruet containers hold salt, parsley and chilis, my version of snow, a tree, and just something red. I know, I know, I do crazy Christmas decorations.

I am having Christmas lunch again this year for, well, I don't really know how many people yet. Two have yet to confirm and plus one, invited by another friend, no matter, the more the merrier!

Cheers, Bev and Lexi Cat

Museum of Fine Arts and Pottery Studio

Inside the courtyard, trees are huge!

As you have read before, I have the Museo de Belles Artes, or Museum of Fine Arts about a half a block from my flat. This year their guest installation is work from sculptor Juan Martinez Monañés and since I actually prefer sculpture to paintings I went. His patrons were the churches and he worked in Sevilla for several years. Surprise! I was expecting what I saw in Dijon, marble creations but not so here, also showing my ignorance or lack of research before going. Monañés works are Baroque polychromed wood life sized figures from the beginning of the 17th Century. The colours were wonderful with very delicate detail in the clothing. I wish I'd watched the video on the process before visiting but there is nothing to prevent me from returning, being both close and free. Website here

http://www.museosdeandalucia.es/web/museodebellasartesdesevilla

No photos allowed in the exhibit as usual but here are some of the building and the brochure.

Smaller courtyard inside.

Example of tile work which covers the interior.

I saw this figure in the exhibition, no halo but magnificently larger than the average human.

It's a bit difficult to see in the photo but the detailing on the robe is splendid.

It is not noted on the brochure who this lovely lady is. 

Here is a U-Tube video about the creative process, it is 12 minutes long, I had the time to watch and found it fascinating. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Wb-T1F033Q

I really enjoyed the visit and have to wonder why "I don't get out more".

Liz told me about a pottery studio that holds classes and since I enjoyed doing pottery many moons ago I thought I’d take a look. Plotted on Google Maps, I found it, not easy really, it’s tucked in a corner with no signage outside. I could hear people talking inside so pressed the buzzer. Yoko, the owner, opened the door to welcome me into a couple of rooms with workbench tables, kiln (oven), pots of glazes and a few people. Here is her website www.ceramicasevilla.com El Taller de Yoko. There was a young man working on a piece who spoke English and translated for me. Here the method is hand formed. I saw a potting wheel but it was sitting in a corner, I’ve never seen such a pristine wheel before, so I doubt it is ever used. Why? To start potting on a wheel you throw the wet lump of clay in the middle of the spinning circle and it’s a messy process. The classes are chosen by how many hours a week (2-7) you want to spend and buy a pass for a month which includes the clay, glazes and two firings in the kiln (first the raw molded clay, second with the glaze on). This studio is relatively small but it seems to be set up efficiently and the people were welcoming.

To realize my plan to "get out more", I have reorganized my timing of chores and shopping to free up at least a couple of days a week to see new things. I will also re-visit some of the sights I've been to before in the first couple of years we were in Sevilla.

Cheers, Bev and Lexi Cat

Hello Sevilla!

It’s coldish in Freiburg and Frankfurt, 8 - 10 degrees so it’s time to go to Sevilla which is about double that. 

Lufthansa's cabin crew strike on November 7 and 8 took me for a loop that I narrowly avoided, I flew Nov 12, damn that’s close! Barman at the hotel recognizes me after 2 years! The next morning Lexi is a pill and hides under the bed just out of reach until she showed a paw, I grabbed it and hauled her out, very hissing, angry cat! I take the 6:45 shuttle and go to check in, business class, no lines. Go to security, no lines, flying business class is very much worth it this trip, the day is improving. I went really early to have time in the reputed long security lines for people rebooking flights from the strike. 

Arrived at the apartment and I have hot water, the fridge is on and the place is clean all thanks to Pepe and Rocio. No internet though which is a bummer and caused, we found out, by an outside problem. Wednesday I do a large shop for home delivery and have Ryan, Angela, Pepe and Rocio over for some wine and nibbles. 

Sunday, for my welcome back lunch party, Liz, Ivan, Pepe, Ivan, Ryan and Angela arrive. I serve minced beef and pork spiced stuffed peppers with three cheeses on top, of fresh grated raclette, parmesan and old cheddar; mashed potatoes; a dip of yoghurt and mayonnaise with dill and a bit of powdered garlic; tomatoes and cucumbers; bread and butter. Red wine flowed with sparkling water and Pepe and Ivan enjoyed a bit of Whit’s scotch.

Photo from Pepe. Around the table: Pepe, Ivan Liz, Angela, Ryan and me.

Ivan drove me to the warehouse where we bought our kitchen supplies from when moving into the flat. It's a restaurant supply place, I went with the purpose of buying more dishes and cutlery so I can host more than six people without using plastic dishes. 

Photo from Ivan

This means more washing up for me, by hand, but better for the environment. The warehouse is large but skilled owner, Ivan’s friend, knows it well and we pick up what's needed. Nothing matches over well, change in patterns for the cutlery, change in size and patterns for the dishes but now I can host about 12 people. 

It rained here for a few days and Sevilla people do not do well with rain, not used to it. Friday afternoon my power went off for 10 minutes, thankfully only that long. Traffic was very heavy going to and from the warehouse mentioned above and Ivan said that was usual. I would have trouble driving here, 3 or 4 lanes and they seem to merge in weird ways to me. They have even installed a u-turn lane, far right to left, onto another street with traffic lights, most bizarre thing I’ve seen in any city but it works. 

Went with Ryan and Angela to Parceria for breakfast on Sunday. Sundays are really busy in the small cafe but we got fed the usual lovely food, mine included avocado.

Meet Ottie, Ryan and Angela dog sit her once in a while.

I ordered an area rug from the U.S. on Etsy and it got delivered at 7:00 pm on a Monday. I had to pay taxes on it and did not have the correct change and the driver didn’t either so it was a trek to the post office and half hour wait to get my hands on it. With Christmas coming up the post office was busy but they do have a numbering system so that helps a bit.

Real flower shop adjacent to the next pictured church

Another church I walk by frequently, this time I went in, service being held, the alter was almost completely gold!

One day I go looking at an area behind the Setas, Metropol Parasol, you’ve read about before, that large wooden wafer structure in the middle of the city. My mission was a fake flower shop that sells particularly good silk flowers in quantity. Found a lovely red one but it was part of a bouquet and the place was busy so moved on. Got a haircut from a shop I’d admired last year, bought a cute pair of slippers, went to the fresh food market, bought fresh cut ham, not Jamon Iberico but tasty. Found a silk dying shop that will have classes in January, proprietor was very friendly and that might be fun. I cannot count how many scarves I have had over the years, seems to be a bit of my thing. Back to the flower shop to ask about that red flower and they have singles for sale, buy one. Went to a small shop that has floor to ceiling wood cabinets holding many leather treasures and bought a colourful glasses case to replace the boring black one beside my bed. On to the Oriental market that specializes in oriental foods for rice noodles because I’d watched a video about how to make soup. It was a day that felt accomplished and different than the usual shopping experience. 

Went past the Museo to the local shops where they recognize me, the Pharmacy, the fruit and veggie market, lotto and cigarette shop and the meat shop. Stopped in at the antique and framing shop to visit Natasha and husband Juan Carlos. We bought three of Natasha’s paintings, the large one commissioned from her and framed all the art we bought from the Museo Sunday market. Went to the coffee roaster owned by Alberto as he was roasting.  

It was good to see everyone again and they all welcomed me warmly.

I use an extra pillow on the large dining room chairs, it’s naked and looks quite ugly so decided to have Rocio sew a cover for it. Her favourite store is in the pedestrian shopping district so I went there. Wow, I’ve never seen so many polka dots in my life! They have a large selection of flamenco dress fabric and, of course, that includes polka dots. Didn’t find anything for me though. Rocio brought fabric she had sewn and we fixed up the pillows. 

Sunday art market and it’s a chilly day, went to visit with Liz. She introduced me to an English lady named Jill, her and her husband live here in the winter and in France in the summer. She brought mulled wine in a teapot and cake for the small group of painters that exhibit together. It was yummy and warmed us up. 

As you can probably tell, I am working on the decor in the apartment. Have decorated for Christmas now and bought new pillows for the couch Lexi seems to appreciate.

Thanks Mom! Purrfect fit.

All for now, Cheers, Bev and Lexi Cat

Day trip into the Kaiserstuhl

Christoph and I took a mini trip in a Grüne Flotte car. We haven’t used the service in probably two years while Christoph had his car but the service is still available and good to use. First to Breisach for Italian lunch, many German gasthaus are closed for lunch in the winter. It was a Tuesday and really quite busy but we got a table. Here is the website https://www.ristorante-neutor.de/ (neutor means new gate) Portion size was huge, even Christoph couldn’t finish his. The meal was very tasty and well presented in this upmarket restaurant.

We drove through the countryside to Landerer winery in Vogtsburg-Oberrotweil, (website is under construction) which you’ve read about here almost every year. Trees have kept their fall colours and we had a semi-sunny day for the half hour drive, so it was very pleasant. These pictures are of the displays around the tasting room.

There were two couples in the tasting room so we didn’t linger, I bought two cases, one Sauvignon Blanc and Grauburgunder of six bottles each. 

The picture behind the bird house is of the daughter. The son is on the winery brochure.

Always good to visit this well run and friendly family winery! Bit of a push to get the car back to Rieselfeld on time but we made it. 

Lexi and I are going to Sevilla next week.

Cheers, Bev and Lexi Cat

Happy Thanksgiving!

Hello to all, but for my Canadian friends and family, Happy Thanksgiving! 

I walked around the neighbourhood to take pictures on a fabulously warm and sunny Sunday before the Day. Here are a couple of them.

Looks surreal to me, more like a painting, but the plant stretched all around the building to the top of the column.

Pathway through Rieselfeld.

The living room rug under the coffee table was looking quite sad, especially with the new couch set.

I took a taxi (transit would have taken forever) out to a major house furnishings department store and looked for a new one there, nothing, so I walked next door to the Ikea, nothing there either. Pricing at Ikea was radically cheaper than the other store, more so I thought than accounting for quality difference. Taxi cost me 40 Euros return, wasted trip except meeting a driver I had had a couple of times on my trips to the hospital for Bruce, interesting chap who loves to learn languages.

I didn't know where else to look for a rug but did remember buying our lighting for Sevilla on Etsy so looked there. Eureka! Found one! Very pleased with it.

Lexi likes it! Handwoven from Turkey.

Another successful purchase from Etsy and for delivery they use DPD which has an excellent tracking system giving you a half an hour window for delivery time.

In the fall we get fabulous sunsets here, actually sunrises too, but they are not quite as dramatic. 

Sunset!

Happy Thanksgiving! 

Cheers, Bev and Lexi Cat.

A Food Tour and Au Revoir Dijon!

Here are the last few random pictures of Dijon with my thoughts about the food tour and other sights I visited.

Just sittin' in the square jammin' together. Music was good!

Playing ping pong on the park tables.

Remember the owl symbol, if you touch the owl with your right hand (instead of your left) you will be facing this little dragon and he will snatch your wishes away according to legend.

https://www.enjoylivingabroad.com/my-blog/dazed-and-confused-in-dijon-france

To explain the above link, Karen and Rich McCann live in Sevilla when they are not travelling, we met a few years ago. I missed seeing them in Dijon by a week. They took the same food tour, had the same guide I did. 

On my food tour I met up with our guide Philippe in front of the tourist office, we were two English speakers from Munich and two French from Belgium. Philippe walked us around a portion of Dijon providing a short history lesson on the wars, the Dukes of Burgundy and the architecture. 

On to the food, a true Dijon mustard tasting, twelve choices, at Edmond Fallot’s retail store, company established in 1840. They had a machine on site to explain it is made, mustard seeds and wine basically. Being the retail store there was no tour, as there is at the factory in Beaune. Apparently they are certified Burgundy, seeds and production are only from this area. Some other Dijon mustard companies source their seeds from Canada and while originating in Dijon, were bought out by Unilever (I suspect he was talking about Maille).

Stopped at a Craft Beer and food restaurant called Les Moulins Bleus for a Kir, cassis and white wine, Philippe also brought us a cheese bun made from comte cheese, local favourite. Philippe had that green, seriously grass green, drink I’ve wondered about, spearmint syrup and water, yuck in my opinion but since I haven’t tried it… Across the street he recommended the restaurant and wine bar Dr Wine. A friend and him meet when he says to the friend “you aren’t looking well, better go to the Dr.” 

The Les Halles market, as you know I am familiar with but had never had a tour of before so it was great to have many of the products explained. 

All are local, sold by the farmers who grow them including the meat where the butcher chooses the animal personally to butcher. 

Cheese gets more expensive the longer it is aged. 

Chickens are sold entire to show the freshness, Bresse breed considered the best has black feet. We had lunch in the market at the wine bar, we each had a tray of cured meat, ham, cheese, grapes, bread, butter (which is wonderful here) and wine. 

The market wine bar for lunch, very popular for locals to get a drink after doing the shopping.

Then it was time for the gingerbread which apparently is not sweet here, another recipe handed down for generations. Philippe bought us each a nonnette which is ginger bread sort of muffin with a jam filling, this one was orange, good but sweet for me. It was an interesting tour, knowledgeable guide and the food was good. 

Statue is of a grape stomper for wine, the nude was controversial, he now wears a grape leaf. 

The half timbered house behind this statue is one of many in Dijon, originally occupied by trades people. The timbers are supported on the ground floor by mason columns. They built high using timber, lighter material, to avoid paying more taxes on the ground square footage.

There are three children on top of the fountain staring with delight down at the three frogs at the rim.

Arc de Triomphe, Place Darcy, Dijon version, it used to be part of the fortified walls of the city.

My visit to the Museum of Burgundian Life was free as many museums are here, housed in what was the Bernardine Monastery. Here is that website again so you can look up the next museums mentioned. https://beaux-arts.dijon.fr/ This one was dark and stuffy with glassed in mannequins of people dressed in period clothing with things around them describing what they did in a day. Scenes of a marriage, weaving, sewing, cooking, sleeping etc. Honestly I did not enjoy it much, perhaps the darkness was to save the clothing and furniture from fading because a lot of the items looked original to me. Anyway it took me to a neighbourhood I hadn’t visited before and dropped me next to the Theatre for a nice seafood salad lunch at Les Friands Disent.

Polar bear sculpture in the park, can't remember the history but I liked it.

I go to the market often as mentioned, pick up what I need (the Thai shop I get salad from is called Shop Odebert) and then sit at a cafe called Comptoir des Colonies for a Perrier water to watch people, dogs, and kids going by. The water costs 3.50 Euro which is ridiculous but I figure it’s a cheap hour’s entertainment for me. I’m not the only one who frequents this place, there are at least three other people I see there regularly. A couple who sit and do puzzles, he smokes a pipe and a fellow who seems to bring all of his electronics with him for his phone. This cafe has a tea and coffee shop at one end with multiple canisters of each which smell really nice. 

This is another, but far richer, trades person's house, very ornate! You can view many of the houses on the streets and read about their histories on the plaques beside them (in French and English)

I finally went into the old church at the end of this street. It’s named St. Michael’s and is as ornate as many of the other ones I saw with Christoph. As I was leaving the choir was practicing beautiful music. This is where the bell tones come from that I hear from the apartment daily, reminds me of our time in Heidelberg. Coming out I passed the Rude Museum so stopped in and wow! The size and the intricacy of the sculptures was amazing. What artistry to be able to build on that scale and to last the hundreds of years they have. 

I finally clued in, and realized why churches are so important aside from the religious point of view. They outline the entire history of the area from when they were built. They are keepers of the events which remember who, when and what has happened.

I regret lost opportunity with Christoph’s week of touring me around. I could have learned more French from him, and I could have paid more attention to his expert history lessons instead of thinking to myself, another church.  

Friday I go to the market and pick up my favourite Thai food, Bo Bam, rice noodle salad and gyoza. Walk around town for a bit and then lunch at “Start In” a restaurant that had been closed for holidays. The proprietor is nice, drives and races motorcycles, and the food excellent, what they call a club sandwich was a layer of perfectly cooked prawns and another of avocado with cream cheese, balsamic vinegar, with potato chips on the side all for 10 Euros. 

My faux pas or dumb mistake was I hadn’t realized (maybe forgot) kitchens mainly close at 2 pm for lunch service in France. Know about Germany but it hadn’t twigged on me until today, mid-August that they do here too. Damn, not smart on my part for sure. 

Market day, Thai salad, this woman is recognizing me now. Lunch of salmon tartare which is something I don’t often have but it was good, with avocado. There are mini buses that circle the old city for free so I took one and saw a bit more of the outer rim of the city. 

I went to the Museum Magnin, https://musee-magnin.fr/ to view a collection of art works from the 16th - 19th centuries.  Haha, what I liked about it best was the furniture, beautifully ornate chairs, sideboards and window coverings. 

Noticed parking closures for August 30 to 31st along the streets and wondered. It’s the 17th annual free concert called "lalalib" in two squares around the corner from me. It gathers large crowds so I will probably not go but life around my area will be “interesting” for those two days. https://jondi.fr/evenement/concert-de-rentree-2019-a-dijon-le-programme-complet/ I talked to a restaurant owner in the Theatre square which is closest to me and he said he was afraid about the crowds coming, I don’t blame him. He has to remain open but he said there is a lot of drinking and the crowd is mostly young. It is billed as the last fling before school starts. What happened? Nothing reported, I could hear the music but it wasn’t a bother. I read they had 17,000 participants, down from 20,000 last year.

I will miss Dijon, now know it well enough to take shortcuts to where I am going usually to the wonderful indoor/outdoor food market. The inner city is pedestrian only and it is very comfortable and interesting to walk around.

In the driveway leading to the flat I rented.

Au Revoir Dijon! 

Dijon, France - Part Seven, Dijon

Les Halles market and mural beside it.

Friday and we wanted an easy day before Christoph’s departure tomorrow. Walked around the huge Musee des Beaux-Arts, Museum of Arts which is close by to the flat I’m in. My landlord said it would take many visits to see the entire thing and we discovered that today by only getting one floor done, three more to go, free entry so that will be handy and inexpensive. https://beaux-arts.dijon.fr/ This links to most of the museums in Dijon, I'll let you know about a couple of others in another post. Then we walked to Les Halles, the large market, food inside, clothing outside around it. We had boeuf bourguignon (beef stew, a French traditional dish) and a glass of wine each since Christoph wasn’t driving, at Brasserie Des Halles next to the market. 

These musicians played next door to our lunch spot, and they were good!

The food was tasty but the beef could have been more tender in my opinion. We parted ways until the next day. We returned the car early in the morning (after getting a bit lost getting to the rental place) and Christoph traveled through Freiburg to Paris to start eight weeks of touring. 

We both agreed that this week we have seen a lot, travelled quite far, but both have been very relaxed about the whole thing and enjoyed it. It has been a few years since I have actually "vacationed as a tourist", seeing famous sights so this was a treat especially with the knowledgeable guidance of Christoph and the use of a car.

The rest of my time in Dijon I took a food tour and toured myself around, there will be at least one more post with some sights of the city. Stay tuned!

Cheers, Bev

Dijon, France - Part Six, Beaune and Fixin

Thursday and we drive to Beaune stopping in Nuits-St-Georges for a coffee for Christoph.  It’s a pretty village along the wine road, but bigger than most.

Found this little butterfly on the way, it's on a city grate.

 

Loved this statue.

On to Beaune and lunch is first on order, quiche and salad, decent but not wonderful. We went to the Hotel-Dieu des Hospices Civils de Beaune with the multi-coloured tiles on the roofs and did the self guided tour with tape for more explanation. Here is a link with a better picture and more information https://holeinthedonut.com/2017/09/12/photo-hotel-dieu-in-beaune-france/

The roof tiles are typical of this region, but usually in less quantity.

A nun model praying for one of her patients, note the instruments in the foreground.

It was hospital for both rich and poor, separated into wards, you can read about it here www.hospices-de-beaune.fr The site is well maintained, beautifully outlaid with re-enactment of the rooms uses. 

Part of the kitchen which was large.

It was under a bit of construction at one end. The audio tape was well done explaining all the rooms and history behind them. A person could spend anywhere from an hour to three on site. We spent about an hour because we had other things to do that day.

Then to the Edmond Fallot Mustard Mill, there is an hour or so guided tour through the mill to show how the mustard is made. Third generation family owned, I bought the traditional mustard called Moutarde de Bourgogne which is sold everywhere in this region but I don’t think I’ve had this brand before, mostly available in stores is the Maille brand, also from this area. Read more about the two brands on my food tour post, coming up.

Original delivery truck or facsimile of it.

We had made an appointment for a wine tour at Clos St Louis in Fixin, where we had been at the beginning of the week so didn’t have time for the Fallot tour. A family owned winery operated by wife Virginie, husband Philippe and daughter Martine Bernard, who hosted us the first time and will take over the winery when her father retires. Looking at him, and the tour he gave us, retirement won’t be any time soon. He explained the typical farmer’s woes, weather, finding pickers, etc, all of which I could relate to having been raised on a farm. 

In the cask, all carefully labeled with Philippe's special coding.

In the bottle, not capped or labeled, they do that closer to sale, capped and labels are taxable, naked bottles are not until they are readied for sale.

The vintners are all independents in this region, they have their own equipment, some of which is only used at harvest time. There is no cooperative organization as there is in some wine producing areas to share equipment. Philippe explained that everyone would need the equipment at the same time which is the major reason they have their own. Another good visit and we saw the entire inside operation this time.

Travelling around the countryside here, if you take the fast highways there are tolls calculated on the kilometres between getting on and off, not a huge amount for a tourist but would add up for a frequent traveller. Of course, then I wonder if truckers could buy a monthly pass, didn't find out.

Cheers, Bev