THE CABBAGE AND CHOUCROUTE MUSEUM

Yes someone had to do it. We saw it advertised in the local tourist information office and put the idea of a visit on the back burner. Guests gone for now we thought we'd take the plunge. In the car to find 'La Maison de la Choucroute!' It's interesting to note the flyer puts an exclamation mark after the name. No problem finding the house and innumerable large warehouses and tanks in the middle of clayey fields. Cabbages like clay soil, I suppose it's Rhine valley flood plain.

You can't fault the catchy advertising. The flyer was cut out to be cabbage shaped.

We parked in the waterlogged muddy car park. Margaret looked bemused, I couldn't blame her. How do we get in? No obvious entrance. We eventually found it around the back and surprise, surprise despite it being within their advertised opening times it was closed and locked!! 

Margaret wondering why we were in the middle of a muddy field at cabbage central.

All was not lost, a lady arrived and opened up for us, yes we were the only visitors. Lights on and into the shop for, we did not know. I expected a tour around the factory and a video. No, that is only available for pre booked groups. So perhaps we would like a degustation? Choucroute at 11 in the morning. Oh!.....go on then it would be rude not to. We did and we bought. We decided to go for a red cabbage and prune choucroute. I hear you groan. It's still in our fridge looking at us. Walking back to the car I did hear 'Do you think we could get a coffee anywhere round here?' No chance.

That's what we came for, the 'Veritable Choucroute d'Alsace'.

Interesting observation when we said to Martyn that we were going to a choucroute museum, he said 'You must be getting short of material for the blog.' I don't agree, but he does have a point!!