But I digress. As always. We went to Épernay and visited three different champagne houses. We went from the humongous (Mercier) to the miniscule (Pierre Gobillard) to the merely small (J-M Gobillard). The lady at Pierre Gobillard explained that the two Gobillard houses were unrelated. Her outfit was so small that she had to unlock the door to the tasting room for us, and we had a private session. The other Gobillard house is across from the church where Dom Perignon is buried. Or where his tombstone is. There seems to be some confusion. If the guide book writers were tasting as much of the local product as we were, it's no danged wonder. Anyways, we bought some more wine.
This is the little village outside Épernay where we stayed, in what was essentially a French Motel 6. We took the picture because the town name reminded us of one of our daughters. Can you guess which one? From here we could look across the vineyards and up the hill and see the luxury hotel where we stayed during our 20th anniversary trip to the same region. 
Here is it, off in the hazy distance. If you click on the photo and make it huge, you can maybe see it up near the brow of the hill. Oh, and that hill is the Montagne de Reims. And yes, all the green stuff on the slopes is vineyards.
5 comments:
um i hope you weren't referring to me. because that would break my heart. and i don't get why it would be referring to me.
At this rate, I think you are going to need a wine cellar very soon!
Which daughter are you referring too? I think they are all wonderful, intelligent, quite bright young ladies. I am partial as their aunt though. What happened to your hair big brother -- it looks thicker and fuller -- or was that just wind? DeeAnne
ada, we need it already. so far the only place we have found that would be good for it is taken up with rita's honkin' big, borrowed german vacuum.
deeanne, i've always had cool hair.
oh like it's my fault the front closet is so small and we put a shelf in there to hold all the odds and ends that won't fit anywhere else. and yes, we actually have a front closet! so where does he have the wine? why, stacked under the stairs, of course!
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