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Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Wine stop,
Today was a great day in
many ways. I got wheels (rented) and headed out.The weather was just gorgeous
for November and it just felt like spring. We are not talking about Dallas like
weather, this is the southwest of France at the footsteps of the Pyrenees and
November usually means chilly, dreary, damp and cold weather. I headed out to
Coarraze on my way to visit family or at least let them know I was back in town
(phone calls are not quite the same). On the way I truly enjoyed the sheer
beauty of the snow capped mountains which I have known and learned to
appreciate all my life. This is the very rural part of France that you do not
get to see on the Travel Channel in the US. That took a few hours and then back
to my sister. Her husband was just back from work and took me to a friend who
has a farm and makes wine. Totally my kind of side trip just before dinner.
Five miles out of town on little country roads and here we are, a little farm
in the middle of nowhere. Small, small, small, works for me ! The guy grows
grapes for Rose, red and the local sweet wine. We tasted them all and bought
some of the Rose. For those of you who call themselves wine connoisseurs we are
talking about Tannat, Petit Manseng and Grand Manseng grapes. The Tannat grapes
are used for red and Rose wines and the Mansengs for the local sweet wine
called Jurancon which we drink here with foie gras or desserts. We bought 10
liters of the Rose and the guy did not remember the price he charged last,
which was 1 euro per liter or 1 dollar per 75ml. New price ? 1.50 euro .Cheap ? yes, great? maybe not,
drinkable ? absolutely ! He took us to the small cellar completed with spider
webs, old dust and musky smell, just the way a real cellar should look and
smell. We sampled four wines and had great conversation about everything.He also gave us two liters of the Petit Manseng for free which will go great with the foie gras friday night as friends are coming for dinner, you guessed it, I am cooking. These
times are precious, not staged and just cannot be bought. We made it home in
one piece in time for dinner and feeling just great. Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh !
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I am SOOOO jealous, Chef Andre! I have half a mind to jump on a plane and visit southwest of France at the footsteps of the Pyrenees with you. I don't speak French...your family can read hand signals, right? I can't wait to see more pictures and read more about your exciting adventures at home!
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