It’s not unusual to do an overnight road trip to a “Wine Country” and back over the course of a weekend. Yes, it’s so close that even a tourist to Las Vegas could take a couple of days to visit Wine Country. How great is that?
Unfortunately, that means that sometimes I miss on stocking up on wines that once opened, may not be replaceable. Like this one. Oh well.
I’ve spent some time reading the varying opinions of winemakers, wine growers, bloggers, columnists, ad nauseum, and finally decided to jump into the fray myself.
Karma’s a bitch. But she’s only a bitch if you give her reason to be. I think Karma’s going to have a great time with these three clowns.
While the visit to Caesar’s was pretty horrific – in fact, I haven’t returned – the one jewel was the glass of Calera Pinot Noir which was presented to me to make up for all of the Wine Fubars they had committed.
Do you think I’m going to say bad things about a well-made example of my favorite varietal? I think not.
Was it genuine respect, damning with faint praise, or was I being overly skeptical of the tone of Wine Enthusiast’s gushing press release? You tell me.
Jocularity and minds-in-the-gutter snickering aside, I want to talk about my first time with specific types and varietals of wines and the impact that they made on my wine-loving experience.
While I walked out of VSJ without joining the club, that was by the thinnest of margins and utilizing a willpower I didn’t know I had.
Alex gave me a look and said, “You lost him?!? With THAT hat?!?” And it’s been an ongoing inside chuckle ever since!
Inside of the building, there is a stunningly beautiful tasting bar made completely of Onyx and backlit underneath. Wow.
Well, after my trip to Paso Robles last month, I’m finding myself eyeballs-deep in post. And I’m the staff!