A week ago today, I was sitting at a table putting wristbands on ticket-holders for Downtown Grass Valley’s Foothills Celebration.
It was chaotic. It was loud. I had face time with hundreds of strangers. It was great.
It was wonderful to be surrounded by people who enjoy wine and enjoy talking about it. As we put on wristbands, I and my fellow volunteers talked about the glorious selection of wines that our area has to offer. I loved it!
Not only did I get to hang around and chat wine all afternoon, I also got to say hello to a lot of the local winemakers, vineyard, and winery owners. If Charles had been with me, it would have felt like a little slice of heaven.
It’s interesting to realize that I get along better with the winemakers and winery owners of this area better than I do with almost anyone else. Did I miss my calling? Of course, it’s the same for Charles, so did WE miss our calling?
After volunteer time, I got to wander around town with my own complimentary wine glass and food tickets. Food-wise the flavors that flew me way above the rest were the lovely sampling of goodies at Jim E’s Club 141. Wine-wise – well, that would be tough. I tried a lot of lovely wines. I sipped small amounts so as to avoid palette fatigue, but I sampled some lovely fare from Avanguardia, Montoliva, Lucchesi, and many others.
Maybe the most glorious thing of the whole day was knowing that even after the event, I still had access to all of those wonderful wines and fabulous foods. Now I just need to break it all down into more manageable time frames. And of course, blog about it here.
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