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Wine discovery in the Côte Chalonnaise

Though I have been to the Côte Chalonnaise many times and have even written about the regional wines (the article was published by the Cave des Vignerons de Buxy after it appeared in Belgian magazine AWAY), there are still many treasures to be discovered in this rich wine producing region located between the Côte de Beaune to the north and the Mâconnais to the south. This became evident to me just a few months ago during our last trip to Buxy when we (unknowingly) rented the house of local vigneron, Laurent Cognard. An unexpected surprise which turned out to be one of the most delicious experiences — and perhaps the main highlight of our trip.
That first night when we met owner Perrine, she casually informed us there was a bottle of ‘her’ wine left in the fridge. With eyes wide and hardly able to contain my  delight, I smiled and said: “Oh, your own wine. Where are your vineyards?” It turns out that she and her husband, Mr. Cognard, are local winegrowers operating from Buxy. A chilled bottle of their 2013 Montagny 1e Cru waited for us in the fridge.
FullSizeRender (1)Tired after a ten-hour car trip from our hometown in the Netherlands, I decided it was best to leave that special gift for the following day. I wanted to taste it with all my senses, and at that moment, it would’ve been a total waste.
So the next evening we lit a fire, polished some glasses, popped the cork and took a sip of the beautifully aromatic and well-balanced Chardonnay. Minerally with a long, fresh and slightly saline finish. I suddenly envisioned drinking this with a plateau de fruits de mer — pure perfection!
Laurent Cognard’s first footsteps in the wine world were taken in 1997 when he purchased his first 0.68 hectares in Mercurey. At first, he had to have another job to support himself, but his hard work paid off because less than a decade later, in 2006, he was finally able to dedicate his life completely to winegrowing, following in his father’s footsteps. Today he owns approximately 10 hectares in Mercurey, Montagny-lès-Buxy and Bissey-sous-Cruchaud. No pesticides are used in the production of his wines and the harvest is completely manual. Quite an added bonus, in my opinion.
Besides his classic whites (some named after his children), he also offers a refreshingly clean Aligoté, an earthy Pinot Noir and a sparkling Crémant, to name a few. His vaulted cellars are found in the center of the village of Buxy, about a five-minute walk from where we stayed.
We couldn’t leave without purchasing a few bottles, of course.
FullSizeRender (2)If you’d like to ‘meet’ Mr. Cognard, before planning a visit to this wonderful region, have a look here:



Toasting Tuesday: Domaine De L’Amaurigue Rosé 2014

Rosé d’Anjou, Perfect Summer Wine

Rosé d’AnjouThe Loire Valley, often referred to as the ‘Garden of France’, is an important wine producing regionlocated between Sully-sur-Loire and Chalonnes-sur-Loire. One of the main regions here is the Anjou.
The region produces a variety of wines, but perhaps the most popular (certainly here in the Netherlands, especially since the 70s!) is the Rosé d’Anjou.

Getting to Know the Côte Chalonnaise (Diary Entry)

Whenever I go to France, I always keep a diary of the things we do and the places we see. I even like to stick in things like receipts from places we ate at or purchases we made (usually wine and food!). Here’s an entry from one late February/early March, years ago. It was our first time in the Côte Chalonnaise, a place we would later visit again and again.

Sunday: Today started off quite gray with ice and thick mist. It was unbearably cold in the house, so one of the first things Hans did was throw on his thick, red sweater and go out to collect some wood to light a big fire in the kitchen.
Côte ChalonnaiseIn the meantime, I scrambled eggs, fried sweet slices of bacon and made a large pot of French press coffee. To me, a morning like this is a beautiful ideal. Like a dream almost. I feel thrown back one hundred years. I know that in a past life, I was a French country girl, and the feeling I get at a moment like this just proves that to me.
Beautiful FranceBeautiful FranceWe first went to the market in Chalon-sur-Saône. It’s winter, but the market was still bountiful with an explosion of color, artisanal products and beautiful food presentations! There was pink garlic, freshly-slaughtered, fat chickens, cheeses and even an oyster stand.
Côte ChalonnaiseOystersIt was rather busy for a Sunday, and many shops were open. I took notice of a beautiful butcher’s shop where tongue and pigs’ feet were on display by the front door. Repulsive to some, but I am a strong believer in ‘head to tail’. If you eat meat, you eat everything.
After the market, we drove back to Buxy for lunch, only to discover that the restaurants didn’t serve any lunch on Sunday. The only one that did was the local bar, Bar Le Bacchus. It looked pretty closed, and I wasn’t really sure a meal there (if they were open) was a fabulous idea.
BuxyBut we decided to try it out, and luckily, it was exactly what we were looking for. We had a steakfrites, a bottle of the local Givry wine, and for dessert the best îles flottantes ever. Not bad for a local bar run by one guy, and we think, his wife. She wasn’t there when we came in, but magically appeared just minutes after we made our order, tied on an apron and went right into the kitchen. She did a pretty decent job with the steak (saignant, or bloody, just the way I like it), but went a little overboard with the frites. They were nice and hot though. Complaining was not an option. Devouring on the other hand…
Steak-fritesBuxy Bar BacchusAfter lunch we headed to Beaune where an antique fair was being held in the covered market known as ‘Les Halles’, directly in front of Les Hospices de Beaune, the 15th century almshouse founded by Nicolas Rolin. There was lots of fur, stoneware, silver, copper, and vintage Parisian clothing. We treated ourselves to a set of silver dessert spoons for just twenty-five euros.
(NOTE, NOT PART OF DIARY: I came home after that trip and polished the spoons. I hate to admit I haven’t even used them once. Shame on me.)
Monday: The day started off cloudy again, but pretty soon the sun came out and it suddenly went from winter to spring. We drove around the local vineyards, and after a coffee break, we visited the wine cave at Buxy, a great place to buy local wines at reasonable prices (lower than supermarkets).

Côte ChalonnaiseCave de BuxyWe were told that wine tastings were offered on Saturdays. There are folders next to all of the wines (in French and with recipes), and you can take your time and box up your own bottles. There is also a small selection of regional products. Besides a few boxes of Mercurey, Givry, Montagny and Rully, I bought some grape seed oil. A liter bottle for just a little under five euros.

Cave de Buxy The house where we are staying, by the way, is an old wheat mill called Moulin de la Canne. We are staying at L’etable, a very cozy, recently renovated part of the mill. It is decorated in typical French country style, which means lots of copper and stoneware. We are the only guests in this secluded paradise called Cersot.
Cersot CersotWe are very close to the Montagny vineyards which produce delicious Chardonnays. It is winter but I can imagine how wonderful it will be here in the summer. There is a small river flowing by the front door, a tall chestnut tree and a view of the Burgundian hills.

(NOTE, NOT PART OF DIARY: It is wonderful in the summer! We went back a few monthhs later and here’s what it looked like.)
Cersot Cersot CersotYesterday, Tuesday, we decided to have dinner at Chez Jules in Chalon-sur-Saône. We were the first to arrive, but soon, the place quickly filled up. There were two sides to the restaurant, and we were seated by the window. The decor was modern with a touch of country. Lots of red with peonies on the curtains and stoneware chickens as decoration. The tables were very nicely set with good glasses and linen napkins, but the music could have been a little friendlier on the ears. Who wants to listen to dance music at a restaurant! The waiters were two very gracious (and very young) boys. One of them said he could speak English if needed, but of course, we only spoke French.
The food at Chez Jules was delightful. Our amuse bouche was a crostini topped with a garlicky fish and vegetable salad. We had a Kir as an apéritif, and with our dinner I ordered us a Givry Premier Cru. The wine was light and fruity and paired just fine with my dinner, even though it was fish. I had the trout with a chive beurre blanc sauce and a potato quenelle. Hans had the boeuf bourguigon with potatoes and garlic croutons. I almost forgot to mention that we both had oeufs en meurette as a starter. This classic Burgundian dish consists of a poached egg with wine sauce served on toast. The wine sauce was amazing and the crouton very garlicky! Sadly though, my egg was overcooked. For dessert I had the tarte tatin which was served with a warm caramel sauce, and Hans had a millefeuille of pears and chocolate which looked rather tempting.
(NOTE, NOT PART OF DIARY: I searched, but could not find any photos of our dinner at Chez Jules. Sorry! Another thing: I think I need oeufs en meurette for dinner tonight.)
Yesterday, Wednesday, we woke up to a clear, icy day. Côte ChalonnaiseOur plan was to visit Autun. We first headed to the market, but when we arrived, we weren’t surprised to see that only a few vendors had showed up. I guess they decided to stay indoors by their fires, nice and warm. Funny that there were still tables outdoors though.
As we walked through the city, we came across that place where we took a picture of Kirstie eating an apricot some years ago. And we also saw the same dried fruit stand that we once captured on a photo with wasps swarming all over the place. The market may have been small, but being there brought back a lot of fond memories.
Buxy(NOTE, NOT PART OF DIARY: Here is a picture of our very first visit to Autun and its market.)
AutunWe had lunch at brasserie, Le Commerce. I started with a cocotte of snails in a garlicky cream sauce. They were so good! The sauce was thick and velvety and coated the back of the spoon, yet it was not heavy at all. I mopped it up with thick chunks of bread. For my main course, I chose one of my favorites, the blanquette de veau a la sauce ancienne. The meat was so tender and the cream sauce light and lovely. It was such a treat to eat it with forkfuls of fluffy rice. Unfortunately, dessert was not an option. We were much too full!
blanquette de veauBy the way, they also do an excellent steak-frites.
steak-fritesCappuccino, is another story. This pretty much applies to a large part of France though…
French cappuccinoThursday: So, today is our second to last day. Our biggest plans include a walk through the market in Buxy, coffee at the Bar du Raisin and later this evening, dinner at Restaurant Girardot in Buxy. I expect to have a hard time saying goodbye to France tomorrow.
BuxyBuxy Côte Chalonnaise

And as expected… I sure did. Unpacking my wines at home made me feel slightly better though.


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