So last Wednesday we went to the Middleton Place wine stroll for the first time for some old fashioned Charleston wine tasting. Every Wednesday starting in early May 'well to do's' can meet up starting at 5:30pm and go from table to table in whatever garden the wine tasting is set up in, mingle, and repeatedly taste the delicious wines.
I discovered I really haven't been drinking enough wine lately, because part of the fun last week was guessing the kind of wine, vintage, and origin of a mystery wine on each of the three tables. It was really quite tragic, because I could not tell the difference between a Riesling and a Pinot Grigio, or a Malbec and a Pinot Noir. Gone are the days where I drank 3 glasses of wine every night after work. I'm lucky to have 4 glasses a week now, and they are usually enjoyed in one day, Friday evening or Saturday. Now I'm actually drinking each week what I have told my doctor all these years. (Threeee glasses max!)
So as we parked ourselves next to the table we liked the most and proceeded to have multiple tastes (treated more so as an open bar than a wine tasting), we eavesdropped on the conversations around us. Most of the crowd at the wine stroll looked like they were either part of the historic Charleston preservation society, were retired, or had their golf cart parked in their garage next to their Volvo SUV. As we listened into what was being said we heard someone mention that there was 'riff raff there' that night. And when you look around and you can't really tell who the riff raff in the crowd happens to be...well, guess what? You're it.
Since I'm not the kind of person that is bothered by such things we got a few more refills of wine and enjoyed walking around the grounds, interacting with a goat, a feisty peacock, a water buffalo, and some baby alligators. For $15 a person, two hours of wine, entertainment (self-made), and strolling in the beautiful setting of a well kept historic plantation is absolutely worth it and a screaming deal, even if you have to force the richie rich crowd to slum it in your presence. I kid...I actually feel quite at home with the 'well to do' crowd...just don't wear jeans, shorts, or flip flops. And leave your jorts and tie-dyed shirt at home, as well! And finally, be prepared to enjoy your evening. Cheers!
I discovered I really haven't been drinking enough wine lately, because part of the fun last week was guessing the kind of wine, vintage, and origin of a mystery wine on each of the three tables. It was really quite tragic, because I could not tell the difference between a Riesling and a Pinot Grigio, or a Malbec and a Pinot Noir. Gone are the days where I drank 3 glasses of wine every night after work. I'm lucky to have 4 glasses a week now, and they are usually enjoyed in one day, Friday evening or Saturday. Now I'm actually drinking each week what I have told my doctor all these years. (Threeee glasses max!)
So as we parked ourselves next to the table we liked the most and proceeded to have multiple tastes (treated more so as an open bar than a wine tasting), we eavesdropped on the conversations around us. Most of the crowd at the wine stroll looked like they were either part of the historic Charleston preservation society, were retired, or had their golf cart parked in their garage next to their Volvo SUV. As we listened into what was being said we heard someone mention that there was 'riff raff there' that night. And when you look around and you can't really tell who the riff raff in the crowd happens to be...well, guess what? You're it.
Since I'm not the kind of person that is bothered by such things we got a few more refills of wine and enjoyed walking around the grounds, interacting with a goat, a feisty peacock, a water buffalo, and some baby alligators. For $15 a person, two hours of wine, entertainment (self-made), and strolling in the beautiful setting of a well kept historic plantation is absolutely worth it and a screaming deal, even if you have to force the richie rich crowd to slum it in your presence. I kid...I actually feel quite at home with the 'well to do' crowd...just don't wear jeans, shorts, or flip flops. And leave your jorts and tie-dyed shirt at home, as well! And finally, be prepared to enjoy your evening. Cheers!
Next time I'm in town we need to do this! (especially since we now know a sitter:)
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