Bourgogne-Franche-Comté

Cloister Mornings in Le Sauvage’s Stone Courtyard The first light in Besançon slips between the old cloister arches at Le Sauvage and lands on a single wooden table in the garden. A pot of coffee steams beside a wedge of Comté that still carries the faint tang of the Jura pastures. The city beyond the … Read more

Mustard Vats and Stone Wheels at Fallot’s Workshop The morning light in Beaune hits the old stone differently once you step off the main square. I had come for the wine, like everyone, but found myself pulled instead toward the low hum of machinery and the sharp tang of vinegar in the air. At the … Read more