Once again, I have been a terrible blogger….but why dwell on the negative when I’m about to transport you to a magical land.
“Look, Simba. Everything the light touches is our kingdom,” I think to myself. I’m sitting at an iron cafe table at the top of a vine shrouded hill, under the shade of the beautiful Viansa tasting room. Gazing out over the valley is an almost spiritual experience. The heat of California springtime blurs the scene slightly and melts the blue, cloudless sky into the green and golden fields of grape vines. Poppies dance across the fields like fire dancers, allowing themselves to move with the breeze. Yes, I could get used to a view like this.
Though being an amateur in the world of wine, at only 11am, glass of wine in hand, I found dirty thoughts of (dare I say?) COFFEE still permeating my neuronal pathways. Well, when in Napa?
We began our Napa story the way all good Napa stories begin: with wine. 11am and we’re already behind the times! Like I said, I was still riding the struggle bus, so didn’t partake too heavily. After walking around the beautiful grounds, we had a few sandwiches (Turkey and swiss, and Prosciutto and fig jam), and went along our merry way.
A quick stop at V. Sattui Winery for a pickup, and we ran to the next stop. V. Sattui is ALWAYS a zoo, and today was BBQ day apparently. It’s a nice stop for lunch and a tasting, but it’s also where the Tourism Office sends people who are asking for suggestions. Naturally, it’s packed 99.5% of the time.
Next stop: Sterling Vineyards.
My favorite. Is it the subtle, yet constant fragrance of roses floating up from the garden? Is it the gondola ride that floats you into the clouds? Is it lounging on the terrace with the most elegant view to the south of the valley? Is it the wine? Oh yes, the wine.
Mom and Dad are members with Sterling, so we got the VIP treatment: tour + members only tasting room. Saying it was glorious would be a gross understatement. The flush in my face has a direct correlation with the amount of wine I drink, so by the end of this tour, I was reaching tomato status. But we must make sacrifices for the things we love.
We were quite the jolly little party at Sterling. Dad got Mom laughing so hard that I thought she was going to have to sit down. We had the tasting room to ourselves, so all the family weirdness was welcome to come out at the table. I sure do love my family!
After Sterling, we were starting to get hungry. We had made reservations at St Clair Brown Winery. I’ve blogged about this place before, and it does not disappoint. That is, unless you are expecting a full-on meal. This place is for drinking the delicious nectar of the gods and for tapas. With that in mind, this place is most excellent! All food is grown in the garden onsite, or is locally sourced. It’s pretty awesome!
But were we finished? Nope! Wine…..italian….GELATO! We found a place downtown and walked along the river, enjoying the view, the company, and life in general. One of my favorite quotes (allegedly by Guatama Buddha) goes like this:
“When you realize how perfect everything is, you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky.”
And everything was perfect. So we laughed. A lot.
We could not stop laughing, and in classic post-Napa fashion, I slept all the way home.