I find it difficult to find a starting point for writing this post. My eyes are still full of wonder and my heart so full of emotions for what I experienced last weekend. I take a big breath and I start telling you about my extraordinary experience. I love the style of Veuve Clicquot, and I will star a great project with the Maison in the next few months, that in itself is enough to make me touch the sky with a finger. I was invited by the Maison and I took a flight to Paris. When I landed, a gentleman driver was waiting for me. Destination: Remis, in the region of Champagne-Ardenne, about 150 km from Paris. And there the magics took place. I was captured by the beauty, the joie de vivre, cordiality and elegance. Very nice people were there to welcome me and I immediately felt at ease. A very particular house, that you would only imagine in your best dreams. The residence is called “Hotel du Marc”, but it’s not a hotel. It’s a historic house from 1800s, belonging to Edouard Verlé, business partner of wonderful Madame Clicquot, and renovated with great skill, in which classical elements are contaminated by modern artwork. The old portrait of Madame Clicquot coexists with the one made by the Japanese artist Yayoi Kusama with polka dots, a wooden sculpture inspired by the roots of the vine and produced by Pablo Reinoso stands out among the black and gilded wainscoting of the dining room. The precious chandelier that illuminates everything shines like the modern room dedicated to tasting and furnished with a long foosball table in the typical colors of the Maison. There are “only” five bedrooms, each dedicated to a country. There are Italy, Japan, Russia, America and finally France that has maintained the original furniture before the restoration. In every room there aren’t simple toilets, but real bathrooms. After drinking a cup of coffee, another incredible experience began: a visit to the crayères, i.e the chalk caves purchased by the fashion house in 1909 where the production of Champagne Veuve Clicquot takes place. The atmosphere was almost rarefied, the silence so profound as to be willing to listen to it, the thick darkness was illuminated by some orange-toned light and thousands of bottles were resting in their ideal environment. It was impossible not to be dazzled by such passion transmitted by the people who guided me. Back to Hotel Du Marc the tasting began: yellow label, Rosé and Demi-sec. Don’t ask me which one is my favorite, it’s impossible to choose! Inebriated by champagne and happiness, I relaxed in my humble bathroom until dinner. And then I couldn’t believe my eyes. At that moment the Stendhal syndrome prevailed. The delicious dinner and good company led us to a fossball match. Sorry my dear new French friends, but (if champagne serves me correctly) the game ended in a tie: 5-5 It ‘s true that champagne makes everything wonderful. It was one of the most amazing experiences of my life.
Thank you Veuve Clicquot!