It really does pay to share with others – sometimes.
When I mentioned to a colleague a few weeks ago that part of our France tour involved stopping in Alsace, he was more than willing to recommend a winery in the region worth a visit. When I checked out their website and liked what I saw, I made a mental note, tagged it in Google maps, and maybe mentioned it to Teko in passing just in case.
Fast forward to the present and we’re on the last full tourist day of our two week trip, the morning came when we were asking ourselves what the day’s plans were, and when I felt Teko was open to suggestions on where to go, I pounced on the opportunity. Soon after we were off to the Alsatian wine region in the beautiful rolling hills of Kaysersberg-Vignoble for an unequivocally bourgeois time picking wine and savoring the grapevine views.
We were the first ones through the gate and quickly wondered if we were at the right place. Their website said they’d been open for over an hour already but all the doors were closed and there were no cars in sight. I heaved a sigh of relief after seeing the Open sign but had to wait to be buzzed in by the one woman manning the store. In reality, she said, there isn’t a store – there were no wines on display nor a gift shop of any kind. All she could offer was a tasting and if we liked it we could order from a menu. Not long after we were out of there with several bottles of Riesling, Pinot Blanc, and Gewurtztramjner, with a couple of Pinot Noirs thrown in. As we were leaving, a stream of cars started coming in, a Benz and an Audi all the way from Denmark based on the plates. Turns out we beat the winery rush hour by this much.
I ended up tasting just one Riesling and relying on the Domaine’s reputation that all the others were fine. Though buying wine sight unseen could be rattling at first, the experience was more than welcome.
It was an interestingly different way to start a Friday morning.