A cool hike nearby at an ancient abbey? And we need something for dinner? Of course I want to join you–when do we leave? Continue reading Hiking in Champagne: Orbais-l’Abbaye
My friend and I wince. Our abode is oozing filth: linoleum floors are sticky with long-dried spilled liquid, an exploded soda in a non-functioning mini fridge, the kitchen sink’s broken faucet knobs, a toilet I didn’t want to touch, unclean bedding and spiders everywhere. We hit the jackpot. Continue reading “We’re staying in a horse trailer?”
“Whatever it is, it’s over the hill.” I’m told by a fellow guest just after the host guesses blind it’s a Second Growth Bordeaux from a great vintage–drinking beautifully. Opinions may vary. Continue reading Wine IQ: to age or not to age
My eyes start to water. It’s the spiciest food I’ve eaten and it’s not spicy. It’s salty, tart, tangy, garlicky and other, unknown flavors. I’ve never heard of the dish. It’s also true I’m 10 years old at the time. Continue reading Pseudo adobo?