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Last Tango in Paris: Saint-Chinian red blend, Saint Joseph Syrah, and the Paris Opera

This is the end. Our seven month, thirteen country EU Austerity Drinking Tour finally, achingly, grinds to a halt. 188 days of tasting Europe’s best value wine, whiskey, and beer has trialed our sanity, budget, and marriage.

But today the SNCF takes us from Reims, Champagne to Paris: Continue reading

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Taittinger Champagne Caves

Wayward Wine’s tour of Champagne continues after last Monday’s post (read here).

Today we leave the frozen tundra of Reims above for the subterranean caves that turn wine into fizzy, magical Champagne.

Our hosts recommended we reserve a tour of the caves of
Taittinger: a producer we love. So we cross town, trudge uphill, and find the unassuming complex: Continue reading

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Amiens France: Somme, Mimolette Cheese, Jules Verne, Cathedral and Pilfered Bordeaux

Wayward Wine leaves Lille for Amiens. This is industrial Northern France, where your le Creuset pots come from. Soon our public transport crawl will reach Champagne. But for today we explore this snow-bound spot. Continue reading

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The Hardest Thanksgiving Wine Pairing #MWWC21

Let me level with you. Do not fret over pairing wines with food this Thanksgiving. Most books, guides, magazines, or blogs will rehash the same tired rules: Beaujolais or Pinot Noir with pork or turkey, cab with steak, white with fish.

This advice overgeneralizes matters. What if your favorite producer decided to pop their Burgundy into new barrels one year? What if you went all Martha Stewart on the bird and brown sugar-glazed it instead of brining, or got completely “rebellious”: Continue reading

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In Bruges 1: Beer, Geese, Religion, and Beer Belgium

I hate cobbles. I do not care how adorable, quaint, or photogenic they appear. Cobbles are muffins of the devil, sent to drive every wheeled piece of luggage straight to hell.

So it goes in Bruges. We slush through snow, trying in vain to find our hostel. We have no time to look at anything, only which rut will eat our wheels next.

Get a taxi, you say. Well, this is an EU Austerity Drinking Tour. 179 days of travel add up. Continue reading

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