Temecula sounds like a city in Transylvania, but it’s actually a city north of Rancho Bernardo by about 45 minutes (so about 1.5 hours north of downtown). My coworker Steve and his family live there because the houses are less expensive and the school district is great. I was a little hesitant to accept his invite to go wine tasting there, because I’d never heard of the city before. How great can it be if I’ve never heard of it? I mean, I’m a pretty big wino, and I know everything, right? Uh, no.
Eva, Steve’s wife, handed me a pamphlet and told me to pick one. I was overwhelmed! There were at least 25 wineries!!
“What you’re favorite?” I asked.
“Lioness,” Eva answered immediately. “They have great fries and a beautiful view.”
So we started there. Steve was designated driver (DD), because, “I don’t like wine. I drink beer.”
I don’t understand it, but that’s what he said, and we had a DD, so I went with it. He sipped his Sprite while Eva and I enjoyed flights. A “flight” is composed of 5 glasses with a different type of wine in each. When presented all at once, wineries (or bars) serve them on cards or in special holders. These simple, elegant holders were the best that I’ve seen; the spiral metal spine connected rings that held the glasses. They were so pretty, I almost didn’t want to drink the wine.
Ha! As if I could resist!
The fries were covered in truffle oil and parmesan. The view was of mountains and vineyards. The company was hilarious.
Steve drove us to Daniel’s, which was little more than a tasting room and gift shop. We weren’t impressed with the wine or the ambiance.
Wilson Creek, however, was another slice of heaven. From the fountain out front to the little bridge over a creek, to the huge gift shop and tasting room, it was an amazing experience.
“People pay to have prom pictures taken here,” Eva informed me. I believe it!
We ran into some penguins. Well, they were people dressed in penguin costumes. Why? Why not?!
Then I found a wine purse. What an ingenious invention! It is a cylindrical carrier with a corkscrew tucked into an interior pocket. It is just the right size to carry a bottle of wine, and has a convenient handle to carry it. I had to have it.
Then Eva had to buy a matching one.
So now we’re Wine Purse Buddies!
When we returned to her house and showed her teenage daughter, I thought that the girl might pass out from her huge eye roll. She just doesn’t understand how cool a Wine Purse is! Especially MATCHING wine purses!
And, ok, we were a little drunk, and may have been a bit enthusiastic about our purchases. STILL, a WINE PURSE! Genius!
“After you get your glass of wine, you walk down the sidewalk to the confectionary, where the proprietor will give you a piece of chocolate which pairs with the wine,” the sommelier told us.
Dad, my Stepmom, and I said, “Ahhhh!” at the same time. Chocolate and wine?! This place was heaven!
“This place” was the Bernardo Winery in Rancho Bernardo, California (north of San Diego but still in San Diego County, i.e. “North County” in local parlance). There were several buildings grouped together like a small town. All were very rustic, made of old wood and decorated with rusting tools. Dad and I made a game out of naming the tools and what they might do. Stepmom enjoyed looking at the flora and trying to name them; she lamented that she would like to be a landscape designer. There were old tractors, covered wagons, and even a small museum.
We rather enjoyed the coffee shop, where we bought a cheese and cracker plate, where they had gluten free bread for me! Then we checked out the purse shop, the clothes shop, the housewares shop, all while sipping on wine. These places must sell a lot of merchandise! Think about it: pair women with wine, lure them to the shops strategically placed between them and the free chocolate, and convince them to walk the gauntlet several times – and not all the women had Dad to keep them from buying anything. I can see where this would be a fun (and expensive!) place for a girls’ night!
In a courtyard, workers were busy setting up for a wedding. California is so beautiful that I have seen many proposals, weddings, and places set up for weddings. I feel like I’m living in a vacation resort!
We also checked out the restaurant. The food was good, not great, but the ambiance was priceless. Sitting on the patio, sharing wine, sitting in the shade and watching the people walk by – wedding guests all dressed up, couples dressed nicely for dates, and tourists like ourselves in jeans and t-shirts – this was a great day.
Ramona is a city east of Rancho Bernardo, nestled in the foothills of the mountains. The houses cost about the same as in RB, but come with land. Some of them come with 2 acres, some more. Some residents own horses and dogs. While this may sound like my native Texas, it has a California feel: there are wineries, for example. We met our friends in Ramona and drove north to Escondido, down a winding road, through beautiful country, to get to the wineries. Thank God I don’t get car sick.
Cordiano Winery was just as beautiful, though distinct from, the previously mentioned wineries. We sat on a patio overlooking the mountains, eating gluten free pizza and sipping wine. My friends were charming. A light breeze blew. And I thought to myself – I am blessed.
Highland Hills Winery had just a small tasting room and was family run. An independent film, “Beyond the Impact,” was being filmed there by Jeff Patton and his crew. The proprietor said that they used drones to film some of the footage. How cool is it to sip wine while watching a movie being filmed?! Ok, so it wasn’t the first time for me; I did that in Tucson while at a work conference (Jim from the Office was there! http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1024677/) and again in Houston (I was in the film). STILL, it’s pretty darn cool to think that we might be watching the scene on Netflix one day.
Back to the winery. I love that we drove through the vineyard to get to the tasting room, and that the barrels of wines were behind a window on one wall of the tasting room.
Then we went for ice cream. How’s that for a perfect day? Wine, friends, AND ice cream?!
My new friend Marcy Millar re-purposes corks to decorate picture frames, tables, etc. She also used pennies, alternating dark and bright, to create a design on her armoire. I took many pictures! [Marcy can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org if you are interested in commissioning a piece.]
“I found Stu Pedasso wine,” Marcy told me, “And thought it was just the funniest thing ever! So I bought cases of it for family and friends for Christmas. Unfortunately, the wine isn’t that good. People called me and said, ‘Uh, Marcy, I hate to tell you, but I didn’t really like the wine.’ Well, DUH! It wasn’t about the wine! It was about the name!”
I laughed so hard that I almost fell off my chair. Marcy’s a hoot. Her art is impressive, too; gives me inspiration. She said that I could bring her some corks and she’d make me a trivet. I LOVE TRIVETS!!
The lessons learned here are many, including:
- All wineries are different.
- If you have a chance to try a new winery, do it!
- Don’t judge a winery by its location. Even if the city name sounds strange, the experience may be amazing!
- Corks can and should be up-cycled.
Texas has wineries, too. I regret that I never visited the ones in Grapevine (near DFW airport) or Llano (though I’ve drank many a bottle of Llano wine!).
I have a new friend named Mike. Yes, another one! I’ve dated Mike the Plumber, Mayor Mike (also known as Mustang Mike, before he took office), The Great Mike M., the other Mike M., another Mike M.—all three have birthdays in the month of May, Mike B., and…I’m *pretty sure* that’s all of them.
So Sally sent me this video: “Stop Naming Your Children Mike.”
I shared all this with the new Mike, who shall henceforth be known as Mike the DM, because he is the Dungeon Master in a new Dungeons & Dragons campaign. My last D&D adventure was approximately 20 years ago. I quit playing because Alan (my husband at the time) played an obnoxious barbarian who specialized in belching and farting. I decided that I could either play D&D with him or continue to sleep with him. I chose the marriage (at the time).
D&D aside, Mike the DM answered the video with LOLs and the comment, “I think you’ve dated more Mike’s than the total number of Julie’s I’ve known. There’s one at roller derby, a buyer at an old job, and a girl I had a crush on in 5th grade.”
I answered, “LOL, you should have gone to school with me! There was Julie Ann, Julie Nan, Julie Eileen, and Julie Maxine! Plus, one Julie who wouldn’t reveal her middle name.”
Mike and I met through work. We were both on the same conference call; he works in a different building. He sent me an instant message (IM) about a D&D Campaign—get a few nerds in a conference call, and gaming comes up eventually—and before I knew it, we were IM’ing regularly. Then we moved to text. And I had no idea what this guy looked like.
“Can people be best friends without ever having met? Too late, we already are,” I texted him on Friday.
“It happens,” he replied.
We’re having lunch on Tuesday. Don’t expect a love connection; I suspect that he’s half my age, based on the discussion around D&D. I’m ok with that; I can always use another friend.
Even if he is named Mike.