For a serious wine tasting tour like this, you definitely need a designated driver, especially since I am horribly bad at spitting. This poor soul gets to taste much less than the rest of us, and therefore needs a little extra encouragement and reward. Today that came in the form of these wonderful flip-flops. We got them at Three Sisters of course, and we had a long argument over whether the grapes are Chardonnay or Vidal. What do you think?
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