By Kat Hounsell
Toulouse, or La Ville Rose, as its also known, was the destination for a long bank holiday weekend…trading in the celebratory traditional British picnic of Pimms and square sandwiches for ’steak au point’ accompanied by a glass, ok let’s make that a bottle, of Coteaux du Languedoc from Les Augustins. Personally I would take a juicy Syrah/Grenache/Mourvedre, with its subtle spice and rich, smoky …
