Yesterday, after practicing at lightning speed (sans Julie, I might add 🙂 ) I spent the remainder of my morning trying to teach myself about German wines. Because as soon as I start thinking I know something about wine? I realize that I don’t. There’s a country whose wine jargon is a lot more confusing than ours. Because it’s all in German. It’s not ‘Pinot Noir’. Nein! It’s Spatburgunden. But it is Pinot Noir. Only it’s Pinot Noir in German. Or something.
And then there are other German words like Kabinett and Spatlese and Auslese and Eiswein and Beerenauslese and trocken… It was all just too much to handle at that moment. My head was swimming. So I went and met Julie and her friends for some winetasting.
People. (And by people, I mean Friends) This is what will happen if you come visit me! First, you will come in with your yoga mat, all ready to practice as we previously agreed upon. And I’ll shake my head and offer you a wine glass instead. Maybe a plate of cheese. Some nuts. Whatever. And as the evening continues, I will open countless bottles of wine (okay, maybe three) for you that are from my little “cellar”. And then, we will realize that it’s dinner time so we’ll order Thai Food. But I’ll let you pay (thanks J!). But next time I’ll plan better and I’ll cook you dinner instead.
So then the next day we can practice together in my yoga room. (Only maybe it’ll just be me because maybe you had to stay up really late the night before… that’s okay, too) And after that, we’ll go wine tasting in the back woods and vineyards of westside Paso Robles. Gooooood wines. I’ll help you navigate your visit so that you can avoid the numerous land mines (aka “Crappy Wineries”) that seem to pop up every week and get more and more bizarre (like a winery and tasting room that are built in the shape of castles). And then I’ll make sure that I buy the wine for you so that you can receive my lovely industry discount. (Come to think of it, I don’t think I bought Julie any wine. BUT we did pick out two bottles for Timiji. One was called the Ditch Digger. Which reminds me of my daily ashtanga practice. But ANYWAYS.)
If you don’t want to go wine tasting, we can go Olive Oil tasting instead… or we could go visit a lavender farm or Windrose Farm. Or we can just eat all day at my favorite restaurants and do some shopping in between.
The point is, friends, if you come visit Paso Robles, I’ll try to make sure you have a nice time.
Thank you, Julie for letting me spend so much time with you and your friends! I thoroughly enjoyed myself, and it’s always wonderful to see you.