In between there will be roaming the California coast from Santa Barbara to Solvang, Paso Robles to Monterey. My cameras and notepads are at the ready, and I’m jonesing for adventure.
Tag: Pinot Noir
Sometimes You Just Want a Glass of Wine
As I noted earlier, I didn’t need something from the I-Can’t-Believe-I-Spent-That-Much-For-A-Bottle-Of-Wine cooler. So the Hahn Pinot fit the bill perfectly.
Going to “Wine Country”
In between there will be roaming the California coast from Santa Barbara to Solvang, Paso Robles to Monterey. My cameras and notepads are at the ready, and I’m jonesing for adventure.
Pinirvana (That’s Pinot Nirvana)
The finish was exquisite, lengthy, and sensual, which gave me a “moment” which the men around me immediately noticed.
Big Dog’s Food and Beer Pairing Tapping Party
If you come into this bar to cheer for the other team, you do so at your own peril.
Avila Beach Wine Trail
Okay, since driving wasn’t involved, it was actually wine drinking. Staggering home is not illegal. At least as far as I know.
Santa Maria Valley
You won’t regret it and you’ll taste wines that will make you take a step back (The Wineaux Guy™’s term for a really good wine that stuns you).
From the Archives: AAAV Event – Wine with Soul
People, like grapes, come in all colors. And like grapes, can sometimes be surprising with their personalities, characteristics, and the way that other people perceive them.
Buying a Box of Pinot Noir in California!
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.
I’m Not a “Stripper” – An Afternoon at The Wine Cellar
The official name of the Strip, by the way, is Las Vegas Blvd. And I’m not a “Stripper.” Get it?
We Didn’t Die!! And Earth’s Still Here. Whew.
I’m just glad I didn’t take a vacation day off in order to assume a fetal position, drink something expensive, and await the final foretold cataclysm. What a waste that would have been!
Christmas, Father Time, Caesar’s Buffet, and Fubar
While I did not rant (you would have been soooo proud of me!), I did point out that this minuscule bottle of White Zin is not the same thing as a Rosé from the Loire, even if they are the same color.
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