Jane Armstrong lands in New York for her annual visit. Naturally, a cork must be popped; in this case a flute or two of Pommery n.v. before dinner in the neighborhood. This is one of my go-to types of bubbly, always crisp and refreshing. You can just never go wrong with the lighter-to-medium bodied Champagnes. (Well, actually, you can go wrong -- ask me the day after the Oscars every year. Oy.)
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