Paso Robles has the best Zinfandel. Period. Everybody else is fine, but for a full appreciation of this singularly American-style grape, Paso Robles has everyone beat. By a mile. (yes, yes, I know. Primitivo. I got it.)
Because we were walking – okay, Rod was walking, I was gimping – we didn’t plan to purchase anything the first day. Good thing. It was way too easy to slip away into unbridled wine greed when tasting fabulous wines.
What’s interesting – at least to my eyes and is the complete antithesis of American White Zin producers – they are using a green bottle and though I’ve only been able to look at it in pictures, the wine actually looks, well, *white*!
Just like wine events all over, the Wine Festival consists of winery activities throughout the long weekend, with the “Grand Tasting” on Saturday afternoon. Last year, we took a lot of video, did interviews, photographed everything, and had a wonderful time. This year, circumstances just won’t cooperate. Dang it.
It wasn’t just because of the wines – although that had a lot to do with it – but it was because of the Wild Game BBQ that Augie hosted. So it was our stomachs that made the decision for us.
What a shock, right?
During this series of videos, you will be introduced to some wineries that will probably be new to you. Like Hug, Villicana , Vines on the Marycrest, and so many others in Paso Robles, many of these are boutique wineries that have a very small, limited production and whose wines you may never experience unless you’re there or a member of their club. Boy do I wish I were rich.
The Wineaux Guy and I did some reviews of Zinfandels and other wines while there, and we did one-minute commentaries on the various Zins that we tasted at the Grand Tasting. But the most memorable part of this is the hat.