Well as previously mentioned wine can often make an awkward situation comfortable, some may disagree, but since I picked up that bit of knowledge as a terrified college freshman at a school where I knew not a soul, I fall back on that one...perhaps a bit to frequently. Off we went to wander around some cute country towns, peek in art shops, "oooh" an "ahhh" nic-nacs & ice cream parlors. After a full day of wandering cobblestone streets we ended up at Ironstone Vineyards. It was a breath taking view & a bit of a history museum on the gold rush inside with huge piece of gold on display as well as jewelry for purchase. I think there was a full floor of artifacts, jewelery & history and then downstairs there was the tasting room. We all left with bottles, making the rest of the week a bit less grating on one's nerves and I even ended up with a bottle back here in DC. A bottle that I did not open until April 2011! Hey, I was saving it for a special occasion ok?! The only problem was is that it was a Viognier not a Cab Sav or Merlot, so as you can guess it tasted a bit like skunky fruit. Ew. Its still in my fridge, waiting to be used for cooking, but I'm also afraid it could mess with my cooking. Live & learn right?
GOLD! (Forgive the blurriness) |
Chris, Jenny, Jodie, Mom, me & Joe We all do actually like each other, most of the time! |
Goofin' with the sibs |
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