Arnaud Boué comes from Bourgogne, but didn’t come from a wine family. He did, however, get a degree in enology, and then decided to travel to get some outside experience. This took him to New Zealand and South Africa. ‘It was interesting to see different climates,’ he says.| wineanorak.com
This past week, I have been doing a bit of house cleaning: taking inventory in my cellar, organizing my coming trip to France, and clearing out the 100 posts or so that I started but never publishe…| the drunken cyclist
It is time for another edition of “Random Samples”–I occasionally get samples from marketing agencies and/or producers. These can often be grouped together into some sort of over-arching theme: Dri…| the drunken cyclist
The forecast called for rain, but my friend E and I had passed a perfectly calm, sunny day visiting winemakers around Saint-Amour last J...| notdrinkingpoison.blogspot.com
The Beaujolais is barren for good restaurants, and the village of Régnié-Durette is no exception. Any business in Régnié-Durette has the added disadvantage of being secluded: the village proper, unlike nearby towns of Cercié and Villié-Morgon, is set back from the departmental roads. To explore Régnié-Durette usually means going out of one's way.| not drinking poison in paris
I stand in awe of the sheer cheek of Yves Camdeborde's L'Avant Comptoir wine bars. Camdeborde had the insight to reproduce San Sebastian pintxos bars in Paris, a city where dining standing up is considered an abnormal act, like sleeping suspended from a ceiling.| not drinking poison in paris
Vignes' opening party, before the terrace seating was installed.| not drinking poison in paris
I harvested a few days with Chiroubles-based natural winemaker Gilles Paris back in 2015. It was a disorienting experience. It was the hottest weekend of a heat-wave year, which did no favors for the ambience inside Paris' windowless white transport vans. I also could rarely discern whose vines we were in. In each new parcel I'd ask, "Are these your vines?" and Paris, shaking his head, would inform me they were those of a neighbor who sold to the cave cooperative, or that they belonged instea...| not drinking poison in paris
