The Burgundy market gives the folks from the twinned city of Dijon to come over for the day and flog their goodies.
No brown paper bags or alcohol-free zones.
Around here, you look your addiction straight in the eye.
Mine’s the red wine (you get a bigger glass…)
>Filler up and down the hatch! I might have to switch to rouge now that you mention the glass thing.
>Cheers! Delicious photo!