Good-bye casa, hello Jordan

February 1st...we pack up our lives at the Alexander Valley Vineyards and move on. Now that Kim's luggage is here, we are having difficulty shoving everything in the truck.

We head into Healdsburg for breakfast, at Center Street Cafe, which is covered diner-style with comical tin signs (Poop Deck, S.S. Titantic etc...).
After we fuel our bodies we head south to Vineyard 29, where we hook up with Holly for a tour and tasting. We sampled the 4 fantastic wines in the private wine library, which I have decided to build a replica of onto my future home. During this tasting, I was experiencing a bit of a red wine spillage problem; in short it looked like I had been shot on the table. My black Riedel O series spit glass had a crack in it. This will play into a later story as well.

After Vineyard 29, we headed back up to Sonoma, to Jordan Winery. Wow. It's something like 1200 acres, and they only farm Cabernet Sauvignon, Chardonnay, and olives for EVOO. We are shown to our guest suites, which looked like they had been plucked from the Ritz in Paris and plopped down in this Chateau. Kim's overlooked the production facility, while mine and Kelly's sported views of the barrel rooms (locked doors...wise folks). The bathrooms are amazing, and as big as most bedrooms (one suite was larger than my apartment in ACK). Huge bathtubs, down beds, fireplaces, views of vineyards, and cathedral ceilings completed the look. We headed down for the tour and tasting with Scott, and returned to our suites finding bottles of chilled Chardonnay, classical music, and our beds turned down. We promptly met in my suite to toast our lives, which is now a regular pattern. After we all soaked in our respective tubs, we decided that traveling off the property for any reason would be a waste of this amazing lodging, so we donned our bathrobes and dined on cheese, gourmet pizza, roasted chicken, and 3 bottles of wine, with fires blazing (one in each room, just cause we could!)