Woke up this morning and headed off to Moet and Chandon. We weren't sure if we really wanted to do another tour, but you cant do tastings here unless you do the tour. And it actually ended up being very different from Mercier, as they focused more on the history of their house, and how much prestige they have, being the most expensive and the producers of Dom Perignon.
I didn't get a shot with the statue or even have Trixie take a shot. Lame.
Here's thousands upon thousands of Dom Perignon. They have to rest in the basement for at LEAST 7 years. Definitely not for the impatient. We took Trixie with us on the tour, hidden in her crate. She was a nuisance because she was making crazy smell noises, like a mix between and sneeze and a sniff, and also, she had the worst farts I've ever smelled. So yeah, we had to distance ourselves from the group. The guide probably thought we were trying to steal bottles.
Yummy. We both got 2 glasses to sample. I got the regular blends while Aaron got the vintages. We got to samples each others and I could tell the difference between them, but I preferred the regular.
Aaron had a little more trouble.
As we left, we spied these HUGE bottles. In the gift shop they had one as tall as up to my hips and they were asking for €1600. Jesus Christ!
We then drove to Chantilly, but I of course fell in love with the sights outside. We stopped by a poppy field and took a shot. I had to go to the bathroom so bad so I made a mark. So did Aaron. I love that even though I consider myself to be classy and a city girl, I'm born and raised in the country and I'm never too proud to be "country". I think it always surprises Aaron when I can just be low maintenance.
In Chantilly, we of course at Chantilly, and went to the Chateau. We didn't go inside though. Just to the stables. We saw all the horses, ponies, and chickens. There was a horse museum as well.
Trixie loved the lawn.
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