I happened along this great article about an Australian family who bought a chateau in Normandy and now run a cooking school/B&B out of it. Better yet they split their time between their homes in France and Australia. Sigh.
While my dream doesn't look exactly like that, it's pretty close. For me a Paris apartment (cliche, I know) close to a great outdoor food market, restaurants and the metro is the dream. Of course I would split my time with the 'burg. I would go visit cheesemakers, wineries and spend my time finding the next great thing for kybecca. Hey, a girl can dream right?