On the Road Again 17#

Despite finding difficulty in keeping my eyes off Manon I remember being served a splendid choucroute garnie, accompanied by a Schlumberger Pinot Blanc, followed by marc d’Alsace.
The reverence shown by the French to their cuisine and regional specialities never ceases to impress.
At this point Maurice leant across the table offering a blue box of Gitanes, my favourite taste of France. No pc rules then - guiltless liberty to smoke oneself to death at leisure. I withdrew the magic stick of toasted tobacco, he flicked his Zippo and I sucked the smoke through my lips. Minutes later the room exploded...