I've Always Loved Grapes...

I officially feel like I'm in California. Not that the trip hasn't been wonderful so far, but up to this point you could have told me I'm in New Hampshire and I would have agreed. Staying up in the rolling mountains of Arnold, my family and I have commandeered a friend's home for the week. (And by home, I mean immaculate, exorbitant hillside retreat with room for an army and wraparound porches that give the illusion of a massive tree house.) It really is overwhelming.

Today, however, I experienced the California many love. The California with vines, which leads to the California with wine :) True, we're not in Napa or Sonoma, but wineries abound throughout the state. I've visited some with family before, but today I experienced the first as a legal drinker. (I've always encouraged participation, haha.) Ironstone Vineyards was a great intro to the wine tasting world. To the left is a photo of the second winery at which we made a pit-stop, Chatom (pronounced the same as Chatham... I thought I just left a place with that name, hmmm).

Long story short, it was a great day. Wineries definitely have a place in my future!