Here is our entrance to the cellars, cut entirely by hand using chisels
and the beginning of the extravaganza, where we were seated at a large dinner table set and ready to go
served our first glasses of wine for dinner
which began with some trepidation due to the chill, but much anticipation for the event
and finally we set to work on the feast before us
after which we were supplied with a tour of the cellar
and the kids ventured back up into the warmth and did what they could to pass the time
such as taking loads of pictures
and eating pizza
while the boys remained below, tasting
and tasting
and tasting - who knew there were so many kinds of wine down here -
and the girls tolerated the peaceful atmosphere
and found things to climb
and finally we bid goodbye to our hosts, the man who cut the cellars by hand, and his wife who does the cooking
and left with a cautionary tale from our friend who called himself Rambo about the effects of a lifetime of working in the wine cellar and on the fields.
1 comment:
That spread of food looks amazing, like something out of a wax museum. Rambo. Nice.
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