It’s early January, and does anyone know where the time went? I write this from a place of having many options to write about, yet many options that might not see the light of day, nor are meant to ever be.
As eclectic as these experiences have been, and I know will continue to be, sometimes the best is always going to be the ones that you didn’t even know were going to happen. And you don’t know always know how great they’re going to be until the company you didn’t even expect to see, show up; and the place we ended up, were never on our radar to begin with.
Or maybe it was.
The day after Christmas, a good friend of mine met me at one venue, but we mutually realized this wasn’t going to work. It was too crowded for what we wanted. All we were looking for was a place of peace, to sip a glass of wine, and maybe partake in more indulging of foods that make the holidays so great.
I keep talking about the holidays. They’re officially over in most circles, but to me, anything and everything can turn into a holiday, a joyous experience, and a memorable one, if done properly.
This is exactly what we did.
When we stopped too hard to find a place, we let our spiritual compass find our way. My gut told me wine, and it always tells me wine. Footsteps from where we were standing, the Chesapeake Wine Company was just the cure that was needed for the sometimes bluesy and downward feelings the holidays can bring.
I’ve been here many times before, seen ownership change hands, purchased plenty of wine for a party, and had many a glass inside.
This was a combination of all of that. My friend and I shared a couple of bottles and enjoyed a beautiful plate of bread and cheese. It was a comfort that was needed. And what was going to be a short while, turned into a long one. How long the day went doesn’t matter.
It’s one of those situations where time stands it and flies by all at the same time.
Now if you’ve had a Mark West wine, you know you’re going to get quality, you know they’re strictly all about Pinot Noir and nothing else, and you know this all comes at a reasonable price. I’ve seen their selections in many a shoppe at right around $10, and sometimes less. It’s a bargain for what you’re getting.
The Monterey County Black is in more of the $12-$15 range, and for me this tastes closer to a $20 bottle. That’s just an opinion and observation based on how the wine tasted and opened up as the afternoon went on.
It’s a smoother Pinot then many might be accustomed too. You get those flavors of plums, dark cherries, vanilla, and mocha which is exquisite for the winter time, but is just as drinkable in the warmer months. But thinking about this now, it was perfect for a post Christmas affair.
Seriously, this might have been the most fitting day to have this glass, and it went perfectly with our snacks.
What’s even more fascinating is the notes tell a story that I’m going to look for in future wines, when I get the chance.
In order to give this wine that darker color and more of a medium-to-full bodies taste is the result of a process called saignée, which is when the ligher colored wine is removed before it has time to blend in with the skins of the grapes.
I didn’t think about any of that at time because I was just so busy enjoying the wine in its purest form and more importantly the company of one another. And that’s what a place like this will do.
The atmosphere of Chesapake Wine Company is inviting, welcoming, yet private enough that you can have a pleasant conversation without anyone in the world to distract you.
Yet the bottles available for purchase might be a nice cause for distraction and another escape if necessary. The staff is pretty awesome as well.
This is the first post of the year, and as I’ve always said, we’re just getting started.
We’re just getting started.
Happy New Year.