We awoke to the last full day of our trip. In addition to listening to Chris singing in the shower, I was also guessing what might be for breakfast downstairs. I have never been a skilled guesser. Oh well.
One of my favorite things about staying at a B&B is meeting all the other guests. In general, there tends to be a fairly good mix of clientele. You get your older couple, your fellow younger couple, the group of friends, the mother/daughter, the family, and that’s the large bulk. We actually had all of the above this morning. It’s really fun to hear everyone chat about their adventures, as they are all really different. But enough about that. Let’s get to eatin’. Breakfast this morning was really unique and you’re in luck because I brought the camera this time. I can only imagine what people say when I take pictures of food, but I honestly don’t care too much, or at least not enough to not do it! So this morning, we had fresh herbed and breaded pasta with asparagus and bacon served underneath a poached egg and lemon zest. I can’t say I’ve ever eaten pasta for breakfast, but this won’t be the last time now that I have. Very yummy – the pasta and egg filled us up for most of the day.
Prior to getting to Napa, we decided we’d stick to doing one or two actual winery tours. And as usual, some of them need to be arranged ahead of time so we couldn’t wait until the last minute which is typically how a vacation should be. A B&B recommendation for tours was the Mondavi winery, which most people who know the slightest about wine have heard the name Mondavi. They have a HUGE winery and are really into wine education, hence the plethora of tours to choose from. We booked a tour called “essence” which included a basic winery tour followed by a tasting/sniffing lesson. Sounded like loads of fun and something a little different than the other generic tours. Contrary to our usual Saturday, we were drinking wine by 11 AM. It’s vacation – remember? So don’t judge
The tour was really neat and our guide, most of the time, was on point. We saw an educational vineyard and got to look closely at the vines. It would be interesting to come back during the latter part of the summer when the vines are jam-packed with grapes and greenery – this time the vines were barren and if you ask me, they looked a little bit freaky. But cool, nonetheless. We also visited the cellars. I wondered if theirs was just prettier for show and thought about what some of the smaller wineries might look like instead of the high-class ones. Any insight into this is much appreciated – do they all look this nice and pristine? They already spilled the beans that they dyed the barrels so you couldn’t see how much spills. Ha!
Once we finished the tour, the really cool part started. We went into a smaller room (there were only 4 of us on this tour, by the way) where you saw a beautiful table stocked with wine glasses, each with something to smell in it. All different colors and tons of different items. Our sniffing proceeded in three steps, and we started the tasting with the white wines and worked our way to the reds. Going to the table, I was thinking I was going to be really good at this. I was able to at least recognize the glass contents by sight or at least by smell, which gave me an unwarranted sense of confidence. I thought for sure I’d be able to use my sniffer and taste buds to figure out all of the scents and aromas of these wines. Wrong answer!! The tour lady, you could tell she’d been doing this for a long time. It was a little creepy – how quickly she stuck her little nose in the glass and popped her head up triumphantly, belting out things like “orange blossom” and “tarragon” and even “boxwood”. What the hell is boxwood anyway?! With how strong it smelled in the glass I thought for sure I’d notice that one! In addition to the sheer difficulty of smelling that stuff in the wine, let alone tasting it, I kept having to stifle the urge to grab one of those graham crackers that kept reminding me of a cheesecake crust. Sure looked better than those stale-tasting wafers they give you to “cleanse your palate”. Apparently my palate was uncleansable, if that’s a word.
One time Chris and I did smell what we were “supposed” to smell. After the wines had been sitting out, getting air for a few minutes, we went back and smelled. One of them smelled just like cream soda. And another, I really truly smelled boxwood! Yippeeee!!! Finally… sigh of relief.
We were also given little souvenir laminated tasting groups that listed various qualities/aromas/tastes by category. You’d think it would help to have a cheat sheet AND be able to get up and sniff as needed. Nope! I must say though, and I am not bragging, but I did do a little better than Chris. He looked like a lost puppy. At least I was good at pretending. His sheet was just BLANK. Too funny.
All in all though, the tour was really fun. We learned a lot about wine, and the process of harvesting grapes and turning out the finished product. I must say, I really did have high hopes of coming out of that lesson being the next sommelier. Maybe just because the name is cool, but no one has to know that. It’s quite unfortunate that professional wine tasting is not in my future. I just know, if I could get past the lack of smelling and lack of tasting those things, that I’d be great.
We realized as we left Mondavi that we’d achieved an impossible milestone – we left without purchasing 1 bottle of wine! What, you say?! I know! I would have loved the reserve cab, especially since we got 20% off, but we just didn’t want to pay $100 buckaroos for a bottle of wine today. We had plenty as it was. So we left emptyhanded. Well not really – we had our laminated score sheets. North it was – no matter what – today.
That traffic was no match for our determination to get to Summers Estate
. The B&B had recommended this one in their Napa blog. They produce a wine called Charbono, and we got to hear the story about it. Apparently there are only about 80 acres of Charbono, and half are here. Only 16 wineries in the world make this wine. We had to check it out, and good thing! You can’t like it too much though because they won’t let you buy more than 4 bottles, as they only produce about 2000 cases/year. We bought two, which was also a first for the trip. They also had a great petit syrah port – and port is usually too similar to drinking maple syrup to us. Just too thick. But this one, this one is something else.
The service is great too – very small and family-run. Right up our alley. You can see Old Faithful in the backyard too, and in one of the pictures I’ve posted if you look really closely. WBT 3(24).
Our next winery was a decent trip up north into Alexander Valley. I had found another wine with Malbec up that way, and they also had Meritage which I tend to like. We had a few others on our list as well, but since we’d been to so many we planned to go to this one and one more on the way back down. This one was called Mosaic, which also spoke to my nerdy genetic side. This place was definitely more crowded than it looked, and while we liked their wines, we weren’t as excited about them like the others. We did buy 3 wines though. An oddity of this place was the kiddie bday party they were having. This little one had a HUGE blow up thing that you jump in. Like the stuff at the theme parks or something. What a brat!! ha ha. WBT 3(27).
We did get a great recommendation for lunch, and this was late lunch cause it was already after 2. We drove a little further north to Diavola which is in Geyserville. GREAT pizza with sausage on it, and fantastic root beer.
After lunch it was pretty late and we ended up running outta time to go to the other wineries. Plus we’d bought enough – so we called it a day and headed back.
And now, for the big event, the last supper. You may wonder how we mustered up the appetite to go eat seeing as how we’d just eaten lunch a few hours ago. Well really 5 hours, so it’s possible. We did it because I’d been looking forward to this dinner for weeks – checking their website repeatedly to see when their menu changed. Napa is well known for their top notch restaurants and award-winning chefs. Believe me, I did some reading to find the places I wanted to go to. Although we tried to get in at the French Laundry
, they book out 2 months in advance, and are booked within 15 minutes of the same day. We made our reservations and booked our trip in late January, so we’d missed the mark by a matter of days. My next choice was a little less cash out of the wallet, and I’d guess the quality and creativity of the food might be similar. So La Toque
By the way, do you know what a toque is? I’ll tell you. I’m informative, remember? Its the hats the chefs wear. We have to wear them in culinary school. They look a little goofy, but you get used to it. They have a big ol’ toque hanging in their walkway. I want one just like it to hang in my house. In case people don’t know that I like to cook, they’d see the toque hanging and then they’d figure it out. I like it. La Toque has a prix fixe menu, but you get to choose your number of courses – two, three, or four. And you get to choose if you want to add the wine pairings. We both went for the kill and got the four course, but truth be told we weren’t game for the pairings as we’d planned initially. I had one glass of wine and barely finished it. A beer might have been better, looking back – but not as classy unless I got one of those fancy imports in the goblets. We made sure to choose different courses from one another so we could taste each other’s. Sorry for the picture quality – I was not bold enough to take all of these pictures with my flash on. I may have been politely escorted out.
Chris: Green & white asparagus with sauce gribiche and a phyllo mimolette chip.
Me: Creekstone Angus beef tenderloin carpacchio with smoky aioli. The meat was sliced thinner than you’d think a meat slicer could do. And so tender. Chris even liked it and he didn’t think he’d like carpacchio.
Chris: Alaskan halibut with manila clams & “fines herbes”
Me: warm Maine lobster and sweet potato salad. The clams were good, but this lobster salad was amazing.
Chris: ricotta edamame ravioli in a parmesan wild mushroom broth
Me: slow roasted bacon wrapped pork tenderloin with English peas, cheddared pearl tapioca, and pommery mustard sauce. I think this is one of the best dishes I’ve ever had. The pork was so soft and moist and the textures of this dish were outstanding. I’ve only had tapioca in things like bubble tea and those fruit smoothies at the Chinese take-out. It was absolutely amazing how well the tapioca worked in this dish and how biting into one felt like a burst of that cheddar flavor. I thought the last course was going to be my favorite, but this was won, hands down. I’m gonna go buy some tapioca and play. I mean, just look at. Oh my oh my.
Chris: prime Angus ribeye served rare, leek and black trumpet potato terrine & Rutherford wine sauce. Ribeye can’t get much better than this.
Me: boneless lamb loin with cumin scented carrot puree and chickpea fries. Yeah that’s right – chickpea fries. They smush them up, shape them, and bread them, and then they fry them. Then they plate them like tic tac toe. Again, on ordering this was the one I was most looking forward to. I think I could eat lamb every day. Plus I love pureed veggies and anything with the word fry in it. I ate every little bit (except the one bite I allowed Chris to have).
Last but not least, we had to try a dessert. You would think that, of 4 courses, one would have been dessert eh? Well that’s the awesome part – there was a fifth course lurking behind the curtain. I cannot for the life of me remember what they called this (and they don’t post dessert menus on their site), but it was something like a “dark chocolate cookie with mango cardamom sorbet”. It had a dark chocolate almost paste or butter like textured filling in the cookies. Again – good good good. Did I ever eat anything I didn’t like? Well yea – I didn’t like that terrine in Chris’ last dish. But I’ve seen enough of those in culinary school where my hopes weren’t too high for that anyway.
We probably spent three hours at La Toque. They definitely don’t rush you outta there. They shouldn’t for the money you’re paying. It is without a doubt the best meal I’ve eaten that I can remember at this moment. Places like La Toque & French Laundry definitely aren’t restaurants I’d be able to go to every week (let alone every year), but if you do get the chance to head out to Napa, try to go to one of these, even if it means you eat at McDonalds one night. It’s worth it for the food and the experience. Promise. Although, if you aren’t a “foodie”, or if you aren’t married to one…. I just can’t answer that!
See ya tomorrow for the last day! It will be much shorter I promise. And then back to normal.