30 May 2008
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18 May 2008
We were given this tasting sheet to go by. As you can see, I felt the best was #9, followed by #4, then #5. Strange thing about #9 was this: it was supposed to be a dessert wine, but Antonio (we're on a first name basis with sr. Fiorelli now LOL) forgot to back-sweeten it before bottling. We also tried it fully sweetened, but preferred the mistake! My notes got cut off, but it says re #9: "deep, big grape".
On the back I made notes about tasting #5 and #7 chilled. The server made a production out of drinking the Conquistador Gold just right so as to flush the cheeks and produce goosebumps. I think it worked. The illustration at the bottom references the dessert in a photo below.
Most of the tasting room pics came out blurry because of the low light, but I thought this one of dessert preparation was OK.
I love that he uses the same airlock that homebrewers do!
Then we went outside to visit with the grapes for a while.
When he was young, in Sicily, he didn't like picking grapes and making wine but was made to do it by his family. Now, he says, "it is the passion".
12 May 2008
Unfortunately, I wasn't able to get any blog-acceptable pix of Kevin, Misty, or my Mom. You get the two girls, though.
And he was... SAFE!
This was a serious grounder, went all the way to the wall, if I remember correctly.
Funny, as the sun went down and the shadows began to creep onto the grass, I was reminded of...
...Busch Stadium (the elder) and this picture from our return trip from Uncle Steve's funeral.
Lauren, having a generally pleasant time:
Devin, eagerly awaiting a foul ball:
The pitcher, quite noteably not a "belly itcher":
Devin running the bases after the game (it was a 12 and under thing, sorry Lauren):