Three days of vineyards, cellars and tables, starting from Here. A route designed with the neighbouring houses, for twelve people, not one more.
From chalk to glass
We leave the city, go down under the chalk, and come back up for lunch among the vines. In the evening we return to Here: the lofts are a three-minute walk away.
The route begins in the crayères, the chalk quarries dug by the Romans and taken over by the champagne houses. Twelve metres below the street, the temperature never moves: ten degrees, constant humidity, silence.
The first tasting happens there, standing, without commentary. We then drive up to the Montagne de Reims, where lunch is served at the end of a row of pinot meunier.
Champagne is not something you visit: you go down into it, then come back up to talk about it.
The afternoon is free. Some go back to walk in the vines, others return to the lofts. The second evening’s dinner is held at Here, around a single table, with the growers met the day before.
The third day is slower. One last house, one last cellar, and the way back. Places are deliberately limited to twelve — that is what opens doors which stay shut to groups.