Sep 25, 2017
the Loire
many years ago, about thirty of them, I was on a road trip through the Loire valley with my future husband who was himself from Jersey, Channel Island (where those beautiful fat rich milk cows come from) and we stopped at a dégustation and were served wine by a stout and mature In years woman. she was kind to me but kept referring to him as ‘maddam’. I could see him growing a bit irritated about it and later he commented that she was only doing it because he was British. I said to him, “Perhaps she thinks you are Gertrude Stein.”
