I ran this morning! According to plan! Yay for me!
I set out about an hour later than I would’ve liked. I arrived at the “dog park”, where I park my car, just in time to see the hot air balloons being packed up. Though I’ve seen it all before, I’d love to see them landing. That will be my goal, to begin running early enough in the morning to see the hot air balloons in flight.
Happy Winesday! I decided I needed to go tasting at Napa Cellars and Folie a Deux (same place) because I happen to be a fan of Ménage a Trois (still the same place), a Trinchero Family Estates brand. I actually have a YouTube video project under way involving Ménage a Trois and thought a little visit, in person, was warranted. My life sucks, not. As a Napa resident, I have license (as in my drivers license) to taste for free at many, many wineries and tasting rooms in the Valley. So, when I’m sitting home with my workout done, my work done and nothing better to do, I just go wine tasting. It’s cheaper than drinking wine at home. Sucks to be me. Not.
The offering at Napa Cellars/Folie a Deux today were excellent. I took Mom along with me, I had to twist her arm. No, I didn’t, she is a willing accomplice. Their tasting consists of three wines from one winery or the other, Napa Cellars, obviously, being Napa wines. Folie a Deux are Sonoma wines. With my accomplice, we were both able to taste all six. The pours were not terribly generous, but there was (just) enough that we could both get the gist of the wine. I selected the Napa Cellars selections and Mom, the Folie a Deux. We’d taste, then swap glasses. This is kosher in the Valley, in case you’re wondering. I tasted the Napa Cellars 2012 Sauvignon Blanc, the 2012 Pinot Noir and the 2011 Cabernet Sauvignon. Mom had the Folie a Deux 2012 Chardonnay from the Russian River, the 2011 Merlot from the Alexander Valley and the 2011 Zinfandel from the Dry Creek Valley. Al fantastic. I headed home with a bottle of the Zinfandel and a unique bottle opener in the form of a high heel shoe, with red soles (swoon). I have a penchant for unique bottle openers. I had to buy it while Mom was otherwise occupied.
Finished with our three ounces of wine, we headed south on Highway 29 and Mom jokingly asked if we could take in another winery. At least I thought she was joking, until we got to the traffic light at the north end of Yountville and she mused aloud, “I imagine there must be a tasting room in Yountville.” Okay, I turned left and almost immediately passed Jessup Cellars. They were on the other side of the street with diagonal parking out front, not easy to access in a larger compact car on a narrower street. I headed into Yountville to turn around and to do a quick Google search to be sure Jessup Cellars participated in the “Napa Neighbors” program, which they do. I made my way all the way through town again, which takes about thirty seconds even observing the posted speed limit. We parked out front and found the appropriate door. There were several, all with arrows pointing the THE Tasting Room entryway. We were greeted inside, immediately, by a nice young man who sort of reminded me of Cory Montief in appearance. He inquired whether we wanted to taste, and as the tasting room was full, offered us a seat in the gallery for our first, very generous pour. Mom was relieved to sit, and when space was available in the tasting room, when hospitably offered, she chose to remain seated. Chris, the young man who’d greeted and seated us, brought each of the five listed selections to us along with crackers and, yes, even chocolate. He took very good care of us. The gallery itself was very attractive with wonderful selections displayed on the walls. Chris informed us they were beginning an installation of new art, presently, for an event this weekend, beginning tomorrow night. The gallery was abuzz, people milled about, adding and removing pieces of art. Several other cellar/gallery employees and associates stopped by to chat hospitably. We sat, drank fantastic wine, chatted with everyone who passed, enjoyed chocolate and thought about just moving in. Or maybe asking for a job application. This has been, by far, our best wine tasting experience, of many. So far. It will be hard to beat. I may even switch wine clubs. I can only afford one.
One of the artists, Cynthia Carey, who also oversees the gallery and selects the other artists shown, stopped by for a chat, as well. We were offered the “wine club” discount for tickets for the event tomorrow night, “Dressing to the Vines”. Wine, fashion and art. So, we have tickets. A nice gentleman brought his MacBook over and placed it in front of me so I could order my tickets, online, with the discount code, right there. How nice was that? By this point, Chris had brought out the port for us to taste, which was, as I like to say, a “bonus” wine, as in, not on the tasting list. I am not generally a fan of port, Madeira or other “dessert” wines, but, as these things go, it was quite palatable. Of course, by this time, I’d had eight pours. So, who knows!
I am so excited, even after nine tastings, I hope I am capable of sleep tonight! I am really looking forward to tomorrow’s event. And, as it involves fashion, I have visions of dresses from my closet spinning through my head. I am so grateful for my recent, frivolous spending on dresses and shoes, I actually have options! Glee!
I am capping off my evening by sitting on the front porch, drinking a big glass of water and finishing up a few articles. The next-door neighbors’ little girls are splashing around in their kiddie pool on the lawn. The parents are chatting with families that pass with their little ones. I was a little one in this neighborhood once. My, my. Make the most of every moment.