Champagne, those magic little bubbles which became immortalised when the discoverer of the wonderful elixir, Dom Perignon remarked “Come quickly, I am tasting the stars!”
My favourite champagnes are Bollinger and Laurent Perrier so me and Mr B decided to travel to the Champagne region itself and discover how this magical bubbly is made.
We booked the magnificent Chateau de Courcelles en route to Reims the capital of the Champagne Region.
The Chateau dates back to the 16th century and is rumoured to be the secret place that Napoleon met Marie Therese his soon to be bride. The concierge informed us that the wheel came off his carriage just outside and her carriage offered to help. He climbed in and the rest they say is history.
The Chateau is delightful. It has a charming conservatory where dinner is served and you can sit outside on the terrace and enjoy an aperitif. There is a pool outside if the weather is pleasant, too cool for us though this time.
Our bedroom was wonderful. Huge bed with coronet above and luxurious products in the marble bathroom. There was a separate walk in shower and deep bath. The slippers were embroidered monogram of the Chateau.
We opted for the tasting menu with accompanied wine and the service and quality was outstanding. Our kind Sommelier was very patient explaining the different wines we were tasting and where they were from. I am an amateur sommelier, well, I am enjoying the research more than the recollection but I am finding it fascinating. The chef who was from the Vendee region came out and introduced himself whilst we waxed lyrical about his delicious menu. We went to bed very happy that night.
The next morning we headed for Troyes but taking our time to drive through the magnificent Champagne region where rows of vines cling to the rolling hills.
Epernay is wonderful and where many of the larger champagne houses are based. We drove past many different big champagne houses their vines planted up close together. We noticed roses were planted at the end of each row. In the area of Bouzy the roses on the roundabout were literally ‘Scentsational’, they smelt absolutely incredible. I made Mr B drive round the roundabout three times so I could fill the car with the gorgeous scent.