Just like last year, the Friday of MLK weekend I boarded a flight from PHX to OAK very much looking forward to a couple of carefree days spent in Sonoma catching up with my girlies and enjoying some fabulous wine tasting. We would be spending our weekend in a different region than last year and I never could have imagined how different the wine would taste from the previous area we toured.We drove about most of the day tasting wines here and there and of course, posing for a few photos.
Silly Alicia... |
Had the day been a bit warmer we would have pulled out all the stops and toured wine country in a mustang with its top down, but with all the driving and a lingering chill in the air we opted for top up cruising. We started at a vineyard with an amazing, love inspired view (look close among the trees). Can't say their wines were my favorite, but with so many more places to try, no need to rush the taste buds. Like most places they provided a snack, which turned out to be a fabulous gumbo, complete with a recipe card. I finally made their gumbo the other night, with a few minor modifications, and it turned out quite delicious!
One of Saturday's vineyards that sticks out in my mind is named Old World Winery. They had this of a full bodied red called Abourious, which is unique to this winery due to the fact that Old World is the only Vineyard in the United States to grow the specific grape. It just so happens that their US acreage is a portion of the last remaining 1,000 acres in the world where this special grape still grows. Needless to say, this isn't a wine you asked for a second taste of, if you had no intention of purchasing.
At one point we took the tour off road when we accidentally turned down the road for the vineyard property vs. where the tasting room was located. Again, always an adventure with 5 giggly ladies packed into a car. Near the early afternoon we managed to arrive at one winery where, unbeknownst to me, a wasp who I must have known is a past life, was very much looking forward to reuniting. I tried to maintain my cool for as long as possible, but after the second time it had unbeknownst to me landed on my body (only knew when I was alerted by a friend standing mighty far way), I could no longer maintain composure. After returning inside with Lindy and Alicia, both got a kick out of the fact that my reaction was "an improvement" from bug reactions in years past. Moving on...
Our final stop on Saturday included not only the expected tasting options but also a barrel tasting event complete with all sorts of new-to-me wines. I appreciated the fact that the people providing the tastes were more intoxicated than we were, and despite my inability to taste the "pepper" in a certain wine, my novice red wine tastes were not judged or berated.Instead of dancing our tails off like last year we enjoyed a tasty dinner complete with some unintentional, comical screaming at a waiter, and plenty of girly gab.
Smart |
Blurry pictures... bound to happen on wine tours... |
More wine, press faster! |
Delicious barrel tasting |
Dawn at The Fairmont |
Lindy and I on game day |
Meghan and I with the Bear Republic Bear.(kindly excuse the harshly cold flash) |
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