Mmmm... mustard is yummy.
We had a good trip to Dijon over Easter weekend. It was fun to see the French countryside dotted with little villages, each with it's own church steeple peeking out of the top. The weather was a bit wild. We had rain, hail, slush, snow and sun. Anna didn't sleep well, so we spent early Saturday morning wandering around the medieval parts of town while the weather created a snow-globe around us. This was fun until I realized my winter boots were no longer water proofed :(
We bought mustard (I liked the Parmesan/basil while James favored the 'Ancienne' version) and visited museums & churches. The big news of the trip was that James broke his 5 month streak of non-golfing. Note the weather referenced above, and you will begin to appreciate how much of a die-hard golfer he is. Also, the fact that we collapsed into bed with a fever at 8pm after his round, shows the insanity that this sport breeds... but that is another subject. Suffice to say his score was not great, but he was happy to have golfed.
Sunday morning after a leisurely brunch, we drove the 'route de grand cru'; which is a road through little villages south of Dijon through vineyards. We tasted the wine (not big fans) in a fantastic cave, that actually was a real cave in the basement. Then we drove back to Luxembourg while listening to 4 downloaded sermons from Bel Air Pres. Not your typical Easter, but it was fun.
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