Not a problem that much of the weather has been gray with intermittent rain; these are cold-weather villages, the kind that seem warm
no matter what. I imagine sitting by a fire in one of the stone houses, cozy, happy, and looking out the window.
I loved Choucroute Garnie before this trip.
Now I also love Baeckeoffe.
We’re renting the second story of a home in one of the towns
along the wine route. Here's the back.
The owner leaves us fresh grapes, on our steps.
Each morning I walk a few doors down to the boulangerie for
fresh bread. Twice I’ve had a Linzer Tourte. Our kitchen is well stocked, from the local stores.
Here's the beginnings of dinner, a few nights ago, turkey cutlets with mushrooms fried in butter and brandy.
Back to Paris, tomorrow.
- PJ