I drove west, somewhat heavy-hearted but light-headed. It wasn’t late, but I wanted to get home, so I took the Autoroute A9. The easy drive gave me the chance to reflect on my adventures, mixed with the pleasant music from the radio. And the traffic wasn’t too bad. I had, over the years, become accustomed…
The sun tickled my nose the next morning. I looked at my watch. It wasn’t time for breakfast, but I could get myself together leisurely and think about my “problem”? People have always told me that I follow my nose. But the car was full, the drive would be long. The battlelines between devil and…
I woke up, not in the plushiness of the Château, but that was OK. I was exhausted when I fell into bed and slept well, so now, I was in the right mood to explore all things nougat. While I was organising the rest of my stay, with the help of the tourist information, I…
The last day had arrived. I decided to have a little lie-in, and I just had to say a long, loving “au revoir” to “my” bathroom. Even the mirror and I had become friends. I packed my things and went down to have the last breakfast in “my” Château. I was a little sad, it…
The next morning, I was in a delightful mood after what turned out to be a pleasant evening. Arnaud welcomed me at the breakfast table, and I told him that I had decided to drive back to Beaune to visit the “Moutarderie” (I love this word). I was on a mission: very simply, to find…