The Winery Whining of North Fork
Or as we called them by the end of the day “the vineries of North Fork, Long Island.” Let’s just start off by saying when you are
traveling with group or even by yourself – three vineyards please. Three is the magic number when deciding to
spend a day in the country and go from one vineyard to another. Now I am not saying four is that terrible but
if you are given the choice to either taste or try a full glass of this year’s
pinot, there is not enough complimentary cheese to soak that buzz up without a
lunch involved.

Oh, did I mention the air-conditioned table area? This was very key to the rest of our day.
We then made our way to Jason’s Vineyard. It was set up
like a party scene with tour buses and limos for bridal parties backing up the
drive way. However, we were still able to maneuver into a parking spot and walk
in unscathed. This place encourages byof – food. We had decided to bring some grapes, cheese,
salami, and crackers because that’s how Italians roll on car trips. The
vineyard did offer an amazing cheese selection. We chose a
creamy Havarti. The inside was a bit livelier and air-conditioned
but we decided to go outside where the band was going to play. Other than the
porch area, there was no real coverage from the blaring sun. The picnic area
had just a few strips of cloth on lines tied to poles near the vineyard. So
melting in the summer heat, eating warm cheese and smelling farm animals
(picnic area next to goat pen) took its toll on my sensitive prone migraine
symptoms.

The third was a little further down the road in Cutchogue;
Pugliese’s Vineyards. Can I just say, hands down,
best one yet? I can’t understand when I looked online how it got low ratings as
being one of the smaller vineyards in the area. I was pretty big and secluded
from what I saw.
Now keep in mind, from where we began, every sign on Main
Road in the Northfork is a friggin
vineyard. We must have passed 30 by time we got to our third destination.
I know I haven’t mentioned much about the wine. You want to know why? Because after the first
stop you can’t taste anything anymore.
It doesn’t matter how many crackers you stuff in your mouth. Ok, if you twist my arm, I’ll say Dilberto’s red
table wine. The magical mixture of God
knows what thus far was pretty tasty. In
fact, it’s sitting my fridge right now.
Coverage?
Perfection. A huge trellis that
could easily fit 200 people under it comfortably. Grapes were dangling over us
giving us a very picturesque atmosphere.
The pond with a fountain and swimming koi set the bar for the day. We ordered a bubbly red. I am a fan of chilled Lambrusco in the summer
and this hit the spot. Not because I
could actually taste anything because I was passed 3 sheet...but because it was
cold and refreshing and went great with my migraine medication.
The band played rock that I like; none of that new mumbo
jumbo stuff. I heard James Taylor, Stevie Nicks and some good ol Boz Scaggs. Ah
Yayeh!

Also, would it kill you to put the wires to the household
appliances away. I thought while sitting
on the stool a guy in overalls was going to come out and tell me I needed an
oil changed and my suspension was busted.
At this point, we could have just spit the wine into the
air like lawn sprinkler. We were so done with the tastings. Plus side: we did get three free bottles with
our Groupon. I have no idea what the
notes or after taste was as they are sitting in a cabinet waiting to mixed for
Sangria eventually.
The only after taste I remember is stuffing my face with
fried fish for dinner and anything else greasy I could get my hands on.
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