As my dear husband left for a hunting trip a few weeks ago, I joked that he’d been away with his hunting partner more times in the past six months (couple of hunting trips and fishing trips) than he’d been away alone with me in eight years! We all decided then that we had to remedy that, so I asked my dad and Karen to come stay with the girls and I got to planning — a weekend in the Hill Country, touring wineries on the Texas Wine Trail.
I got us tickets for the wine trail’s Lover’s Trail weekend. We left Friday afternoon, checked into our B&B, A Place in Time, in Fredericksburg, and hit the kick-off event where we enjoyed heavy hors d’oeuvres, ten wine tastings, and dessert. Saturday, after a lovely breakfast at our B&B, we hit the trail again, after a stop at Chocolat and The Olive Oil Shop, and visited six of the thirty-two wineries on the trail — all within about fifteen miles of our B&B and probably about ten miles from each other.
We started at William Chris Winery, the farthest from Fredericksburg on 290. (I think that would be farthest east, but I’m not all that great with directions.) I enjoyed their red, Emotion, and left my own lipstick imprint on a business card on their corkboard to possibly be included on their next Emotion label. We then headed back over to Woodrose Winery, where we had enjoyed the kick off reception the night before and to Pedernales Cellars where we enjoyed some King Cake paired with one of our tastings. If was a cold, wet day, so we didn’t linger, but on a pretty day, Woodrose or Pedernales would be great wineries to buy a glass or a flight and sit on the decks outside. After tasting several wines from three wineries before 1 in the afternoon, we needed lunch and went to The Pink Pig. It was cute, and the desserts looked divine. (we got a Key Lime pie to go and had it after dinner. It was delicious!) I ordered their house specialty — a pulled pork sandwich on fry break with slaw. It was just so-so. We waited a long time for it, and I just wasn’t thrilled by it. After lunch, we visited Torre di Pietra, Becker, Grape Creek, and Rancho Ponte Vinyards. Then, we headed back to our B&B for a nap before getting ready for dinner. Dinner was perfect! August E’s was very fancy, very nice, and gave us very little food — just what we needed on a romantic night out after indulging all day long! I had stuffed lobster tail and John had lamb. I took a picture of the “wine book” — it was truly a wine book of at least 100 pages, not a wine list. (I’m not uploading the pic because I shouldn’t have even taken it in such a nice restaurant and I embarrassed my husband, plus it was shiny and the image didn’t come out.)
Our B&B was a beautiful historic home in downtown Fredericksburg, and the breakfasts rank up with the best I’ve ever had! The bed was lovely and comfy, and everyone was wonderful. I’m just not sure about the whole bed and breakfast experience. John and I stayed in one with Caroline when she was two, but since we had a kid with us, we stayed in the carriage house — away from the main house. This time, we were in the main house which had three guest rooms/suites. It was kind of like staying at your grandma’s house while your little sister had a slumber party upstairs. Granted, the owner and manager both made sure the five ladies celebrating a weekend away knew to pipe down at 10, and the ladies did.
It was wonderful to get away and know that my girls were well-taken care of. We won’t wait eight years to get away alone again!