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                  This afternoon finds me flying Southwest back to BNA with Cara
                  and an extra seat between us! Something about flying on planes
                  during the daytime makes me very productive. It could also be
                  the coffee I got at the airport. Or
                  the run up Tiger Mountain with Jacques this morning.
                  I'm enjoying a scotch - neat, of course - while Cara plans out
                  her last couple weeks in the US. We'll be apart for 3 weeks
                  while I wrap up things here in the US (including two trips to
                  Ohio) and Zara attends Duke TIP summer camp. We've got a spot
                  for her at the international school, but Maxwell it looks like
                  will get to do the full immersion into the Norwegian school
                  system. Dude is going to rock it I'm sure. I'm looking forward
                  to hearing Norsk in his Stephen Hawking voice or Russian
                  accent. Zara will be learning Francais. I'll have to brush up!
                 
                
                  It's funny. I feel like we didn't do that much because I worked
                  a full day every day except Friday, but since those days often
                  started at 6 AM and the sun didn't set until like 9:30 PM there
                  were still plenty of daylight hours to explore after I finished
                  my workday.
                 
                
                  So yeah, Friday. Yesterday we dipped our feed into
                  the ocean that is Woodinville wine tasting. There are over 100
                  tasting rooms in a two mile radius. We managed to visit six.
                  On a good day eight is the really the max that time will allow,
                  but we took it slow and enjoyed ourselves.
                 
                
                  Chateau Ste. Michelle - $10, four pours 
                  We started the day
                  at Chateau Ste. Michelle. I take notes in my journal when I
                  winetaste. And I tend to ask really pointed questions that
                  betray my extensive knowledge of oenology and viticulture.
                  I was also accompanied by a beautiful maiden. This leads to
                  folks thinking I'm a sommolier, or studying to be one, or
                  maybe I'm a secret shopper. At Chateau Ste. Michelle they
                  doubled the number of tastings and brought out their biggest,
                  boldest Cabernet Sauvignons for us to compare. Cara enjoyed,
                  but said that Cab is not really a morning drink as far as
                  she's concerned.
                 
                
                  Columbia Winery - $12, six pours 
                  Columbia is across the street from Chateau Ste. Michelle.
                  Indeed, the whole Wooodinville setup is very walkable.
                  They even have little flags for pedestrians to carry across
                  the road so cars will notice them better. At Columbia we got
                  introduced to some of the geology of the Columbia valley with
                  a nice display of the soils from the various sub-AVAs. One
                  thing I love about wine tasting is how it meshes with geology!
                 
                
                  Next up was lunch at the Purple Cafe, recommended by a local
                  we met at Columbia Winery. It was pretty pricy, but delicious
                  and their winelist was a thick book! I got a plate of cheese,
                  fruit and charcuterie accompanied by tomato soup and a local
                  viognier while Cara enjoyed a BLTA. The A is for avocado. Cara
                  felt uncharacteristically bold this week and decided to
                  reintroduce avocado to her diet, which she has eschewed for
                  years because of her oral allergy syndrome. Surprisingly she
                  has as of yet suffered no ill effects!
                 
                
                  Mark Ryen Winery - $10, five pours 
                  Mark Ryan is in the same shopping center as the Purple Cafe.
                  It's wines were okay, but I don't think they're worth the price point with
                  so much other quality in the region.
                 
                
                  Airfield Estates - $5, six pours 
                  Here again my wine knowledge earned us some extra tastings.
                  Still, we didn't buy any bottles. I don't feel bad about not
                  buying bottles after tasting we have to pay for and don't get
                  to take home the glass. The wines there were from a single
                  estate in the Yakima Valley, so there was some real character
                  and amateur quality to what they produced. They're definitely
                  one of the little guys you want to root for!
                 
                
                  Goose Ridge Estate Winery - $10, six pours 
                  Goose Ridge sells 90% of their grapes to bigger wineries like
                  Chateau Ste. Michelle. Some of the interesting things they
                  offer are a true icewine (grapes frozen on the vine) and a
                  Grenache Blanc. They also have an orchard on the estate from
                  which they produce cider. Also, a little drunk and irritated
                  by the lack of souvenir glasses, I snatched one into my bag.
                  That's why they bother printing their brand logo on the glass,
                  right?
                 
                
                  Cave B Estate Winery - $10, six pours 
                  There is not actually a cave. All their wines come from a single
                  estate in Quincy, WA. Interesting they focus on Italian varietals
                  like Barbera, Sangiovese, etc. which are somewhat less common
                  in Washington. I'm not sure if this is a quirk of heritage or
                  a modern winegrower's choice. Either way, their wines were
                  nothing to right home about. I still swiped a souvenir glass
                  though. Bwahahahahahaha!
                 
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