The lovely town of Beaune, steeped as it is in wine and mustard, proved a delightful stop for several hours. We were spending the night outside nearby Dijon, just over four hours away from home, en route to our holiday destination in the high country of the Riviera. Our time in Beaune was a pleasant, unintended bit of serendipity along the way.
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