Wine Country: Gracie’s Paradise


From Gracie:

As most of you are well aware, Andrew loves beer and I love wine.  Andrew’s hoppy happy places were yet to come–Bend, Portland, Seattle–all beer loving havens. But we were in northern California. A wine lover’s mecca. This wasn’t my first time in wine country, but it felt just as exciting and new. And this time around, Mom was with us, so I knew she’d be just as gaga.

For three glorious days, we rented a rustic Airbnb cabin in rural Sonoma County.  Our days were spent wandering from vineyard to vineyard, tasting crisp whites and full-bodied reds. We ate picnic lunches, bought bottle after bottle of estate vintages, and did our best to keep Fordy between the yellow lines.

If Pebble Beach had been Dad’s equivalent of Christmas morning, this was mine.


In addition to frequenting old favorites (Ridge, Stryker, Seghesio) and finding new loves (Lynmar, Banshee, Iron Horse), we also carved out time to hang with our wine-loving, California-based cousins: Michael, Denny, Sally, Maggie, and Maggie’s husband Evan.

It was a wine-a-riffic family reunion!


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