...to your regularly scheduled obsession.
Melissa and I are back from our Provençal jaunt, having learned that Bandol is quite far from the town where we stayed, Bandol's wines just come into their own at about seven years of age and keep well for at least 30 years, and that even France's Wal-Mart-like hypermarchés carry meat products you can only special-order from a top butcher here.
Regular posting (not to mention responding to comments and emails) will start as soon as I can figure out the date, time and local language, all of which are very unclear at the moment.
