Picking up with our pilgrimage through the French countryside, we moved on to les Ruchers de Magrie (the Beehives of Magrie), an apiculteur, though this lovely and her friends–not bees–greeted us at the entry.
I’ll do another post just about the honey, because it was so interesting. Let’s just say, Winnie would have been in heaven. The different kinds have very distinct flavors.
We also noticed vineyards nearby.
The rose bushes are like canaries in the coal mine–they attract pests first, alerting the vigneron early. Like the honey, the wine is bio, or organic. They have flat whites as well as sparkling blanquette de Limoux. More on blanquette later, too.
Off we went, south toward the Pyrénées, through jaw-dropping scenery.
We’ll be back on the road again with another installment tomorrow.
Here’s part 1, in case you missed it.