Wein, Vin, Vino – WINE

Hello Gourmies
I think you can all agree with me that when it comes to the world of food pronunciation, a ta-may-to is a toe-mah-toe is a tomato. Well, the same goes for wine my friends. I don’t care how you say it, I love it. Now, the argument can and will be made that not all tomatoes (wines) are created equally (hence, grape vs. cherry, heirloom vs. beefsteak-heirlooms, [prosecco vs. champagne {what?!}] etc.), and I will agree with that wholeheartedly, whether or not I can tell the difference. 
BUT! I would also like to argue that the enjoyment level of the foods at hand are very dependent on the atmosphere, not the pronunciation or even the variety. My proof, you may be asking? Take a look:

These pictures are from a little vineyard at the top of a hill on the outskirts of Vienna. We hiked up for 25 minutes (not so fun when it is a surprise hike in a silk Anthropologie dress, oh well the end product was so worth it!) to find this little gate opening that led to a beautiful, full working restaurant patio. Once we climbed the 5 steep stairs to the seating area, we were exposed to the most breathtaking views of the city. Beyond the rolling vineyard hills, rested the city of Vienna in all its glory; historical stone buildings and churches nestled between silver buildings reflecting warm sunlight.

We immediately ordered two bottles of water: one still, one sparkling. After taking all of 5 seconds to look over the wine menu, we ordered a bottle (LITRE BOTTLE, not the standard 750ml) of the house white wine. I don’t dare share with you the number of litres bottles consumed by 5 women throughout our stay at this lovely little retreat, but I will tell you that we had a very fun, hydrating (or not) time.

Notice how there are very little pictures of the wine itself? Well. Sorry. The wine was good! I think?

The view was spectacular and we enjoyed each other’s company (and plenty of the wine) in between periods of view-gawking. To this day, I don’t know if we were drinking a Pinot Grigio, Reisling, Chardonnay, or a hybrid, but to tell you the truth -it really doesn’t matter! The trip was so worth it, a vineyard may very well be the most beautiful place in the world to spend an evening, whether or not you are focusing on the wine. Where ever in the world you may be, I would recommend taking a trip to one soon.


Have you ever had the chance to enjoy wine from a vineyard? Food at a restaurant on a farm?
Have you ever been so captivated by an experience or view that you forgot about everything else around you?
For all of you non-sommeliers, do you ever feel like you don’t care whether or not wine is technically good or not but that you enjoyed it so that’s all that matters?

Wein, Vin, Vino – WINE

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