Jokes about Ron Burgundy’s Anchorman do not get old while you’re touring around Burgundy. Trust me. Sam was laughing with me the entire 2+ hour road trip and 3 days we explored the region.
A couple of things you should know about Burgundy. It’s in France, they are known for their ‘old world’ wines, nothing has changed in the production of these old world wines for 200 years (except they did make the bottles more robust 50 years ago but have since went back to a more slender and traditional look…), there is no other grape grown here than pinot noir, the main differentiator between wines is the soil. Burgundy is the mecca/motherload/holy grail for French pinot noir aficionados. And there was something soothing about listening to one girl explain how for the past 3 generations her family had been sipping, collecting, savoring, selling the same wines for 100 years. However, it also felt dated, snobby around the edges, and over priced. The real kicker happened when after our 2nd glass of pure Burgundy Pinot Noir, Sam and I peered over the rims of our delicate wine glasses and there passed a glance of a minor ‘oops.’ In that moment of clarity we knew we didn’t like wines from Burgundy. We chose to ‘discover’ this the old fashioned way. Not by going to the local grocery store and, I don’t know, try a bottle or two. Nope, ever the purists we purchased plane tickets to Geneva, drove across Switzerland and France, and took some holiday just to pursue an absolute truth of dislike for Burgundy wines.
Things we did like about our trip:
Renting a boat on Lake Geneva, watching tourists take ridiculous selfies with the water spout in Geneva, eating beef burgundy with a crowded room of French locals, using our nice camera again, talking with the owner of our bnb and admiring her farmers kitchen, soft cheeses.
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