At this point in the morning, yes, still morning, we were upon our third vineyard and let me tell you, I was feeling ready to challenge a sommelier to a palate-off. CASSIS! TOBACCO! It was like a tourist with tourettes... And we roll up to a castle, with bridges. I mean are you serious? Do you want me to swim? Cause I would eat a hot dog if I were dared to right now, and you KNOW that would NOT end well.
So Chateau Montelena, you had me at hello.
|Bridges of Napa County.|
|ARE YOU FKIDDING ME? magician with the camera.|
|Some how we got to Asia real quick?|
|This was the point in the day when I started to think lawn gear was funny.|
|This is actually some famous spot from the movie 'Bottle Shock', but I was drunk and didn't care!|
|You know how i feel about limes|
|Doesn't this remind you of Alice looking down the whole, except it Sarah, and there's no whole?|
|Lauren, this is for you: SWAN|
|And we are back in Asia again.|
Note: Do not, get a semi drunk person going on how they get to be the one to make decisions. It's overall not a good idea and usually leads to a drunk rant about how "I CHOOSE MY DESTINY"
Final Verdict: Chateau Montelena, you can stay. Don't go knockin' down this castle. Go drinkin' up it.
Tonight on BBT, potatoes.