It's all in the name
C and I drove out to the suburbs today to do a big grocery run (read: buy cheaper booze). I was walking around the wine aisle looking for some whites & rosés for summer picnics, and came across this bottle:
I think that part of the problem for the Muscadets in particular is that most people think of it as a sweet wine. I often serve Muscadet sur lie for dinner, and people are always surprised, expecting it to be sweet - but that would be more so the Coteaux de Layon, just a little further east.
Having lived in Bretagne for five years, I also know practically zero wine is made in Brittany because of the lack of sun. Those of you who read my old blog may remember some of the many photos I posted leaving Nantes and heading towards Brittany - as soon as you exited the city limits, you'd almost systematically see black clouds ahead of you and sunshine behind. So the "Made in Brittany" sign left me a little perplexed.
I must have looked it too, because one of the employees came over and asked if he could help. I pointed out the sticker, and he basically said "And your point is?". I replied "Well this wine doesn't come from Brittany, so it can't have that sticker on it". He proceeded to insist that it did come from Brittany, and thus began a five minute argument about whether or not Nantes was part of Bretagne.
He maintained that the bottle could have the sticker because it was historically part of Brittany (something I'm sure Lilian would agree with :) ). I maintained that because Nantes has not been the capital of Brittany for several hundreds of years, it should not have that sticker. He started rambling on about Anne de Bretagne and the duchy, etc and I was like "Look buddy, Rennes has had the parliament of Bretagne since the mid-1500's...it's time to let it go."
Granted, I may be a bit biased too after all of those years in Bretagne - Nantes is considered to be the pushy older sister to Rennes and a lot of folks are quite happy to have it be part of another region, but still. I guess it just irritates me to see them so stuck in the past. I mean, half of North Dakota and South Dakota belonged to Minnesota at some point, and you don't see people in those regions insisting they still live in Minnesota (and those folks would actually have a reason to say that - their states suck!).
We would probably still be there arguing about it now if C hadn't pulled me away, using the frozen food as an excuse. Needless to say, that particular bottle of wine did not end up in our cart...