Lyon, France from Notre Dame de Fourvière basilica. As I polish off a light lunch of pork cheek bourguigon and fromage blanc, it now occurs to me why so many people in this city are running, jogging, training for marathons. They are exercising to save their lives. It's pretty much the only way to survive the cuisine of the bouchons, the traditional Lyonnais family-run inn restaurants.
Fine day in Lyon, walking the streets in the shade of knotty pollarded trees. From one side of the Rhône to the other side of the Saône, with an island in between. We walked miles to take it all in and slowly work off multi-course meals. Gearing up for the weekend wine exhibition. via Instagram http://ift.tt/1GB0WOM
