I like sushi. And the gas station is someplace I frequent, I do occasionally even find a gas station that I could say that I like. But when thinking about going out for some sushi - a food that is quite delicate, that has to be handled properly and not kept in a walk in fridge next to Four Loko, chocolate milk and a hard boiled egg in a bag - I want the environment that sushi is served in to be a certain way. I mean, the sushi could pick up the common smells of cigarettes and petroleum if not kept in the proper environment.
Back to the wine tour of Georgia. Wine is good. But mind you, I am not a wine connoisseur. I pick out bottles based on price and pretty labels. Occasionally I'll luck out and find a wine I like to go back to. But even considering my lack of knowledge on wine, I have never purposely chosen a wine grown in Georgia - it reminds me of the sushi in a gas station. I imagine wine from Georgia to be grown next to chicken coops, carpet factories and peanuts. And who knows - it might pick up some familiar characteristics of that Georgia red clay that it's grown in.
As luck would have it, I went on a mini (perhaps only one) winery tour of Georgia recently. In celebration of a friend's 30th birthday we decided to spend an afternoon doing something decidedly different - a Georgia wine tour.
Much to my surprise the scenery on the Georgia wine trail was quite nice. I mean no fooling anyone into thinking you were in Napa - but not bad. Our actual wine was hit and miss but in general not bad - no essence of peanuts or red clay - success in my book! It even seemed that the wineries in those parts of the state have become equivalent to the local bar. Several locals stopped in and the "bar tender" knew exactly what to pour for each of the regulars. All in all -not a bad way to spend a few hours in north Georgia.
Perhaps I'll even try that gas station sushi next time...... errrrrr, maybe not.
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