Once in this grid of the famous and dead, we unleash our inner Art Historians, and hunt for our heroes of the humanities.
they all cram shoulder to shoulder with a quiet persistence. All their fury and passion now silent stone.
So we share a picnic with them.
Oscar Wilde’s restored tomb floats behind plexiglass. We forgo making out with it.
We half-heartedly look for Jim Morrison but, with the sun dropping, guards ringing bells, we funnel out.
Back home, we finally meet our host. She seems kind but aloof: her mind addled by a life of world travel. Maybe our touring all of Europe might make us as jaded. We will see.
The color looks an apt pale ruby. Fresh red cherry and a mild vanilla cream smell like they’re still in the works. Acidity shines, tannins flick lightly, alcohol and body weigh moderately. Balanced.
However, loaded flavors pound out a ripe tart red cherry with nice chalky corners, all rounded by a smoky sherry cask. The length is medium plus. Rotisson’s Dalines is very good (4 of 5) especially for an under $20 Burgundy. Give it another year or two.
Sitting with the glass oddly recalled Edith Piaf‘s grave:
It is not a monument. It looks just like the slab next to it: simple and serviceable. Yet both are undeniably French, classic, and loved.
This is why we embarked on our 13 country, 7 month EU Austerity Drinking Tour. Père Lachaise cemetery cost nothing to visit but brought hours of enjoyment. And only in a corner, Parisian grocery store could we find such a gem of a wine.
Check in next Monday and tour all the wines and foods of France at a Food Fair in Paris.