Coup De Foudre Winery

Über das Weingut und die Weine

One score and three years ago, I met my wife, who was living abroad in France. She was not yet my wife nor did she know she would be. While at a soiree in the French Alps, and with matters seemingly in hand, I sauntered off to the bar to work my French for a refill of Malibu and fruit juice. It was then that I noticed a Frenchman awfully close to my gal, making her eyes flutter and her beret tipsy. He must have the greatest one liner in the world, I thought as I yelled “FEU!” (‘fire’ in French). Once the room cleared out, I ask my sweetheart what he could possibly have said to make her fall into his arms. Her answer? "He held my hands and asked if I believed in the Coup de Foudre." After years of thinking he’d called her a cute cauliflower, I consulted a French friend who defined Coup de Foudre as a lightning strike, something unforgettable-"love at first sight"-be it food, wine or someone incredible.