Grands Crus anyone?
Hanoi is probably the French-est asian capital there is; you can’t go around town for more than an hour before hearing the sulky-ish babbling that is so typical of my native language. You keep bumping into a lot of French tourists, students, short or long-haul expats – take your pick.
As a direct consequence (!) the wine import industry seems to be doing wonderfully well; I saw this nice wine shop in the Métropole (the classiest, Belle-Époque style hotel in Hanoi) and couldn’t help but snapping this shot. These are bottles from Burgundy, where my grandparents are from. It always feels special to see something I’m so familiar with, yet while being 6,000 miles away from home.