Just call me Dionysus.
For most of my adult life I always viewed summer as a time for beer. I didn't want to drink a glass of red wine or a martini when I was sitting back and relaxing. Those drinks seemed too heavy or not refreshing enough for the hot summer days.
Here I am today, just two weeks shy of turning 29-years old, and I still love a good beer on a summer's day. But I have also become a huge wino. Gone are the days where I only like red wines. White wines and rosés? They are fine by me.
One item on my bucket list has always been to go to Napa Valley and see wine country. The rows and rows of grapes. The beautiful homes and estates. It's a dream.
This past June, while spending a few days in Oregon, my aunt and uncle took my brother and me to the Sokol Blosser winery in the Willamette Valley. No, it may not be California's Napa Valley, but it 100% is considered Oregon's equivalent. The beautiful rolling vineyards. The hoards of people driving in for wine tastings. The incredible number of wineries in a small area of land. It is exactly what I had imagined.
Bill and Susan Sokol Blosser planted their first vines in 1971. With their children now taking the reigns, this vineyard has evolved into a beautiful establishment. The exquisitely designed and built tasting room over looks the sprawling landscape, providing the most picturesque views imaginable. With the Pinot Noir variety of grape in their back yard, the Sokol Blosser winery works to craft world-class wines while staying true to the region and heritage of the land.