Where to find the best fried chicken in Burgundy? At La Lune restaurant in Beaune. I’m not sure how my friend found out about this treasure of a place, but we booked a few days in advance and arrived for a late-night snack, after drinks at Le Rouge à Lèvres bar, on a Tuesday night…
“Eating, mostly, and some wine stuff too” would be an accurate sum-up of my trip to Burgundy with a friend back in May. No messy contact list in my Notes for wineries to visit this time, although we did stop by Aloxe-Corton for a tasting and tour of Louis Latour. This was not a work…
Young, hopeful and totally carefree is how we felt as we zipped down the A6 towards the vineyards of the Côte-d’Or in our Burgundy-red Fiat 500. A cherished friend I had not seen for 3 years at the wheel, cool and at ease, and surprisingly so for a person who had not driven stick for…
Just across the River Touques from the city of Deauville, in the Calvados department of Normandy, France is the picturesque port city of Trouville-sur-Mer, dubbed “the 21st arrondissement of Paris” by Vitamin D deficient Parisiens et Parisiennes who flood its long, sandy beaches each summer. During the winter months, the vibe is a bit more…
Another neighborhood favorite of mine is Cafe Eriu, a delightful little restaurant on Rue Fondaudege serving up seasonal cuisine with an Irish twist. A tastefully designed coffee bar clad in dark green tile, a homey dining area, an open kitchen in the back. Brunch is great here, with both sweet and salty options. Lunch is…
It was tough to leave Pontevedra after just two nights spent there. More than any other stop on our Galician roadtrip, this city served as our home-base. From the rustic-chic comfort of our room at the Parador of Pontevedra, we set out on day trips to Vigo and the picturesque fisherman’s town of Combarro. We…
Saintly and serious Santiago de Compostela was a cool gray on our second morning there. We toured the verdant Parque de Alameda and explored the magnificent Cathedral complex, around which the entire city was constructed. We peeked at scallop-shell-clad and visibly exhausted peregrinos tumbling dramatically to their hands and knees on the cobblestoned floors of…
The city of Léon was a last-minute addition to our roadtrip to Galicia, a stop-over on the way back to shorten the drive. As we crossed the hilly wine country of Bierzo and the flat, red dessert landscape of Castilla y Léon, we had no idea what to expect of our next destination. We certainly…
Rarely am I as hungry as I was arriving in Santiago de Compostela on the second night of our recent roadtrip to Northwest Spain. Earlier that day we had toured the city of Gijon, driven along the Asturian coastline to the magnificent Praia das Catedrais, lain out on the beach for a couple of hours…
As the French and Spanish border grew closer on the horizon, I reached nervously towards my bag, where the folded-up results of our PCR tests were tucked neatly between my Hungarian and US passports. Not that I was worried about not getting through. I was more concerned with missing our reservation at Petritegi and our…
That Best Bite 