As I walk back to the kitchen, I am greeted by my neighbor who has just surprised me with two bottles of her husband's wine. You see, my neighbors own the vineyard next to us and every now and then they treat us to a bottle of their fantastic wine. I invite her to join me for lunch. I am making ratatouille and it would go perfect with the wine.
But, for the time being, this is just a dream. In the meantime, we're doing all we can to bring France to our home.