It was an uneventful and unreasonably long ride from Lyon to Marseille. The day was unremarkable, save the oddity of passing a place called “Oregon,” (have you ever wondered where the name for the territory came from?) and my ride through the nougat capital of the world, Montelimar. You may, if your mind is limber enough, recall the name Montelimar from the beginning of the Beatles song, “Savoy Truffle” on the White Album. That’s why it sounded familiar when I saw it on the map between my points of departure and arrival. I looked it up, and indeed, it had earned its place of honor in George’s lyric. This is where white nougat was born. This prompted me to stop at the “Nougat Palace,” and (skipping the tour due to time constraints) visit the gift shop.
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