the rain was torrential in the evening we ate in the table, we were at the small inn just around the corner and had chosen the closest to the places recommended by the hotel owner, anne sophie. the first impressions were good, although I have difficulty reading French arty writing and I had to ask the young waitress to explain some things to me. having not very hungry, we ordered two entries and a bottle of wine (white). when the bottle arrived, it was at room temperature, almost warm and unbreakable. the waitress said that she could not replace the bottle as it had been opened, but after further protests, she met the owner, who agreed to replace the bottle with a refrigerated bottle. I had...
