Champagne Cour Des Lys

Why champagne, I ask him. He hesitates for a moment, not sure if his answer is too elusive. Because champagne is the embodiment of my country, he says. Of my land. It tells the story of rolling hills gently dipping into the river Marne. Of windblown limestone plateaus and mineral-rich soil. Of crisp, misty fall mornings and long, mild summer days. Allowing the unfolding of this story to be witnessed in my champage is the great honor of my life.

The words of a man who is following his calling.