Sancerre, France

Why is it so hard to get out of London? The right tube is always under improvement on the weekends turning a simple journey into the Odyssey. So, we got thoroughly lost and finally gave up, jumped into a roomy black cab that took us to the wrong side of St.Pancras/King’s Cross.

It’s so odd how run down the waiting rooms are at both St. Pancras and Gare du Nord for the Eurostar. There ought to be fabulous restaurants with the beautiful people perched here and there drinking bubbly.

Sancerre

Very dusty wine bottles


We drove to Sancerre to see the village and buy wine. Lunch was an exquisite beetroot and goat cheese folie, followed by cod in red Sancerre sauce, and for dessert crème brulée perfumed with mirabelles. It was divine. Then we bought extremely reasonable wine at Cave La Perrière with no thought as to how we would carry it back on the return Odyssey, which we did somehow along with obscene amounts of Pont l'Evèque, Caprice des Dieux and fromage blanc.