Mudalicious and wine galore

I went to the "Vintage Virginia" wine festival today out on a farm west of Washington DC. You may think Virginia and wine don't groove on the same wave length, but try again. There is a substantial amount of great wine being produced there. Once we arrived at the farm, I remembered my allergy to livestock and general aversion to mud, well at least when not considering mud will be around. There was so much mud, it almost made the event a safety hazard. I mean consider it: many tipsy people, puddles of mud. Amazingly, I did not see anyone fall over although my trousers and others do look like the the two were having a love affair. Just to let those of you who thought the cicada phenomenon had subsided, Think again. They are buzzing full force near Front Royal, VA. I actually had to dodge several of them as they tried to kamikaze into my shirt.

So, the wine was interesting. Some of the reds reminded me of a drinking too much Basque cider and having a strange aftertaste. Yet there were some great fruit wines, whites and sparkling ones. The most surprising was finding a winery called Horton Cellars, producing a Georgian grape white wine here in the US called Rkatsiteli. As my beloved is Georgian, it was very interesting. Although, neither he nor I thought too much of the taste. I'll write more about the wine festival. I need to sleep...