No, we don't normally drink at lunch. (Almost never, actually.) Under the circumstances, though, we decided to pretend we were in France and just laissez le bon temps rouler.
There are a surprising number of wineries in Missouri, mostly clustered in two groups: one about 75 miles west of St. Louis, south of the Missouri River, the other the same distance southeast, in the hills west of the Mississippi. The second area surrounds Ste. Genevieve, where we spent the weekend.
The best known in that area is Chaumette Winery. It has a group of several homes, a wedding chapel and a superb restaurant. Since they only serve lunch on Sunday we headed over around mid-day. Although I've never been able to develop a taste for our state's wines (and, as the top picture illustrates, Lord knows I made another try) the meal was fabulous. We might make a special trip down here for dinner and a night away.
The bottom photo is a detail from a painting in the restaurant called The History Of A Missouri River Town painted by Brian Dawes Haynes in 2002. The old song says that Davey Crockett kilt him a bar when he was only three. This guy looks ten times older and I'm betting on his opponent.
There are a surprising number of wineries in Missouri, mostly clustered in two groups: one about 75 miles west of St. Louis, south of the Missouri River, the other the same distance southeast, in the hills west of the Mississippi. The second area surrounds Ste. Genevieve, where we spent the weekend.
The best known in that area is Chaumette Winery. It has a group of several homes, a wedding chapel and a superb restaurant. Since they only serve lunch on Sunday we headed over around mid-day. Although I've never been able to develop a taste for our state's wines (and, as the top picture illustrates, Lord knows I made another try) the meal was fabulous. We might make a special trip down here for dinner and a night away.
The bottom photo is a detail from a painting in the restaurant called The History Of A Missouri River Town painted by Brian Dawes Haynes in 2002. The old song says that Davey Crockett kilt him a bar when he was only three. This guy looks ten times older and I'm betting on his opponent.
il faut en effet "laissez le bon temps rouler" , c'est agréable. beau portrait de Carolyn et j'aime bien le serveur ;)
ReplyDeleteIt looks like you had a happy time! :-)
ReplyDeleteThe Norton grape, cultivated around Hermann, Missouri, saved the American wine industry at one point. Julie read a fascinating book about the history of wine in America, but the name escapes me right now.
ReplyDeleteYa, a bottle of wine on this bear.
ReplyDeleteLooks like a nice area!
ReplyDeleteOh the vineyards look wonderful Bob, sounds like you had a really great weekend, congrats again!
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ReplyDeleteMy husband, my brother and our sons went on a day long visit to St Gen last July and we stopped at Chaumette and Charleville wineries. Our family owns property in these hills and as children we roamed the hills along the State Forest. Your picture of the sweeping landscape makes me homesick - but I'll be there in June this year. ps - Charleville (off Boyd Road) has incredible beer and root beer in addition to wine.
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ReplyDeleteSorry for the deletions. My MAC is running slow - and I was impatient. So, my comment posted 3x. Sally
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