As I said in the first post introducing this series, many of the wineries will be on overlapping wine trails.
The landscapes are beautiful, the wineries outstanding, and my ability to get lost while trying to find them, legendary.
Okay, you got a chance to read my previous rant about Chopped. While I still have issues with it, it has embarrassingly become one of my guilty pleasures.
The numbers of wineries in Paso Robles have exploded so much in the past few years that it would take a month or two – or six – to visit them all. My liver and I aren’t quite that brave yet.
Am I the only one in the world who feels that this program is, well, a little silly?
Unfortunately, not all of the wine trails are listed in one, easy-to-search place. Until now.
Most people – including me – are pretty willing to suspend reality in order to be educated and entertained.
You’d think that after trashing the Café Zinfandel like I did, the fact that I went out and bought a cube of boxed Pinot Noir would be the height of insanity. And you’d probably be right.
It tasted like cherry soda that had passed by a wine barrel while picking up nuances of Skittles.
I used an olive oil/canola blend that I purchased at Smart N Final instead of the original lard. “Health,” you know.
The official name of the Strip, by the way, is Las Vegas Blvd. And I’m not a “Stripper.” Get it?
We at Vegas Wineaux try very hard not to give the impression that we’re wine snobs. But when news breaks that it takes a little extra care to keep boxed wine fresh and drinkable, our noses immediately shoot up into snooty territory.