I wish I could remember what village this was but I cannot. I do remember my time here. This was the first village I stopped in on my visit to Burgundy. I love taking photos and think I was a little too excited when I stopped for the photo. I parked my car and was taking the photo when I started seeing my car rolling down the hill.
Honestly I am not making this up. I was driving a stick and forgot to put on the brake. I had not been in the country even 3 hours. Fortunately I had not closed the door. I quickly jumped in the car and pulled the brake before the car hit another car.
In retrospect it was sort of funny. Funny in that the story has a happy ending. I can assure you I did not forgot to put on the brake again on that trip. You tell me was the photo worth it?
Cooking is one of my passions in life. Enjoying good food, pastries, chocolate and everything the French have to savor is my other. This should come as a surprise given my father chose my name after reading The Hunchback of Notre Dame.
I am a voracious reader and collector of cookbooks. Little did I know that all my grade school French lessons would come in handy one day.