Posted on July 31, 2011
Sorry for the delay posting! My internet was acting wonky. Wah.
Where were we? Let’s rewind to Friday morning. I woke up to find two bags of Dreesen’s donuts on the counter. I don’t go out of my way for a donut, and I don’t usually like them. I am not a donut person. I am however, a Dreesen’s person. I think they sprinkle something other than powdered sugar on the donuts if you know what I mean.
It wasn’t much of a beach day on Friday, so we decided to drive out to the North Fork of Long Island and take a visit to Channing Daughters Winery.
We winged this trip, and decided to walk into the main building and do a tasting. We have done a few tastings at other wineries in the area, and this tasting blew the others out of the water. Everyone was incredibly sweet and welcoming at Channing Daughters. When I say everyone, I mostly mean Anthony. Anthony was our guy! When we walked in he immediately pulled out some glasses to start the tasting. I think that when it comes to tastings, and wine in general, there tends to be a lot of arrogance. Or at least that’s how I feel. Anthony was the complete opposite. I must have asked him a million questions, and he answered each one politely and eagerly. I genuinely had a great time hanging and talking about the wine with him. I think that is what wine should be all about. Not ‘look what I know about wine, and I’m better than you because I have these vintages in my cellar.’ Who cares! He was from New York, and decided to move out to LI to work at the vineyard. SO cool. He could not have been nicer. Thanks Anthony!
I think that the typical tasting was supposed to be about eight varietals, but I think when he saw how
crazy eager I was to learn, he kept pulling out other bottles for me to try and compare. We kept drinking and drinking. Well I was spitting, and my Mom was drinking. After the 7th and 8th pour, she said “do you guys ever pull any stools up here? I think I need to sit down.” Spitting when tasting is bizarre the first time you do it, but you get the hang of it. The first time I did it, the man who taught me said “It’s just like spitting out toothpaste!”
I stopped taking photos when the reds came out. I was overwhelmed I think. But my favorites were the Due Uve 09 and the 08 Sculpture Garden.
Other than the beach days, it was my favorite day we spent out in Montauk. Go pay them a visit!
Oh! I almost forgot. As we were about to leave, Anthony slipped us something in a large paper bag.
Channing Daughters winemaker, Christopher Tracy, also makes bread. Wine AND bread?! I’m all over it. Delicious bread at that. Winning!
Yesterday, we spent our last day at the beach. It could not have been more of a spectacular day.
I have to go back to work tomorrow. Deep breaths.