I am a momma’s girl, always have been. We moved around a lot when I was younger and making friends was easy for me but no one know ever knew me like my mom did. She kissed my boo-boos, was my shoulder to cry on, my sounding board and my best friend. Still is.
When I had the opportunity to head to San Francisco for a one day Travel Blog seminar right near Mother’s Day, I thought it would be the perfect time for a girl’s weekend and possibly a side visit to wine country. We stayed four nights at the incredible Parc 55 Wydham hotel, right in the center of Union Square and the heart of downtown San Francisco.
We decided to spend one full day in wine country:Napa Valley, with four wineries on the agenda. To say that the scenery was breathtaking is an understatement. What’s the word that means absolutely gorgeous, totally unique, unspoiled? Whatever it is, that’s it.
The vines draped casually but meticulously over the trellis’ lined the gently (and infinitely) rolling hills of the Napa Valley, set against a background of the purest blue sky – unblemished by even a single cloud. The brightly colored rose bushes strategically placed at the end of each row served as a guardian for the vines from the dangers of mold and other predators, acting like a canary in a coal mine. It was the epitome of picturesque.
chose to take a guided tour as to not have to forgo wine tasting for a designated driver. We took full advantage of Wine Country Tour Shuttle and the four wineries they introduced us to. We began the day with a quick stop at the Golden Gate Bridge. Not even a hint of fog to spoil (or enhance – depending on your preference) the view.
The highlight of the tour was the V. Sattui Winery where we tasted seven…yes, seven different wines. Sweet, dry, red, white, sparkling, still. They were incredible and after seven pours, a bit potent. We kept getting this fear (or maybe it was advice) instilled in us – if you like a wine here, buy it, you will never find it outside Napa. So, obediantly, we placed our order for a case of wine to be shipped home, we then stumbled out of the tasting room into the deli. There were heaps of cheeses and other Napa Valley delicacies lining the walls. My mom and I, thinking it might be good to get some food in our bellies, pressed our noses up to the glass of the deli and carefully pointed to two black forest ham and gruyere Panini’s. They were grilled and then swiftly and tightly wrapped in tin foil for easy transportation.
We exited the deli and sat at one of the many picnics tables and enjoyed an incredible lunch preparing ourselves for three more wineries on the tour. The scent of the hundreds of red, pink, orange and white roses was carried on the breeze and cooled our cheeks as we finished our lunch overlooking the flowering vines of the incredible Napa Valley.