I’ve a confession to make. I’ve never actually been to a Beaujolais Nouveau party. I know it’s a big deal if you like young fruity French red wine, but somehow I always seem to miss it. If you’re a clueless Viking like me, here’s the drill.
The wine can’t be sold until the third Thursday of November, so it’s officially uncorked at midnight tomorrow. Starting late Wednesday night the traditionally fun parties are at Les Halles downtown and Bistrot du Coin in Dupont Circle – apparently this last one gets quite wild. Thursday night you can party at the French Embassy.
I once worked for a Frenchman, a Parisian no less. On the third Thursday he and a friend left for a “quiet” lunch at Les Halles. Three hours later they strolled into the office, giggling like schoolboys, with very conspicuously flushed cheeks. “We’ve been bad French boys,” he said, shrugging his shoulders, “But what can you expect? Le Beaujolais est arriv
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