I won’t lie to you, sometimes I feel spoiled. I went for a weekend trip to Hermann, MO. It’s known (within Missouri) for its wineries. The hills in and around town are covered in vineyards, the old city centre is bursting with cuteness and there’s even a marriage trail. Don’t go there though. The spoiledness doesn’t kick in here yet. It’s the actual wineries where I feel I cannot appreciate the taste of the locals. We arrived in a cute B&B, got out room upgraded and found ourselves in the ‘sweetheart’ room. The lady that welcomed us was really nice, telling us to visit the visitor’s centre and giving us some general information about the town.
At the visitor’s centre, we were given the same information again (including the first of many versions of how the Norton grape saved France and Italy’s wine industries) and were recommended the same winery once more. When looking for a place to lunch and thus prepare us for wine tasting, that very winery was recommended yet again. Three recommendations had us excited, so we were eager to visit the winery, about 5 miles out of town. We arrived, walked in and took a sip. I hated the wine. I am sorry, dear people of Missouri, but your wine stinks (wait, not the correct word, because there is no scent either) and worst of all, that Norton grape you are so fond of? It takes a crew of 24 men to do the work of a machine (the Norton grape is the only grape that has to be hand picked) and the result is terrible! I love this country of yours, but there are some things you should leave to Europeans. Apparently, growing grapes and making shoes are two of them. Not all the wine was bad though, I ended up liking one winery (also the only one to serve their wine in glasses instead of plastic cups), so we bought two bottles of wine from them. I was however horrified by the recommendations of the locals. Biased, much?
Do you have other snobby hobbies that you’d like to talk about so I don’t look that bad?