If you don’t own a private jet, you can still go to Italy on Sundays…
Raffaldini Vineyard is a great place to pretend that you are in an Italian vineyard.
The view is spectacular.
The wine is delicious.
The pizza is from a brick oven, albeit a small one, on wheels.
It is a lovely place to spend a quiet afternoon.
Even if it is raining.
We love Raffaldini’s.
Okay, so I made up a new word. It fits doesn’t it? A little, Italian winery.
Raffaldini Vineyards and Winery is in North Carolina,
but it did make me feel like I was in Italy or at least California.
Mr. Flower and I enjoyed a wine tasting here last weekend.
We sampled eight different wines as we learned about the various grapes and processes for creating the complex aromas, flavors and textures.
I did not know that some grapes are dried to enhance their flavors. This process is called Appasimento. Some of the wines were aged in stainless steel instead of oak barrels.
The lovely facilities are set up on a hill with a great view of the grape vines and surrounding farms.
It amazes me the vision and foresight some people have “to dream and then do.”
This is an impressive yet peaceful place to spend an afternoon.