We've driven past "her" many, many times, always pointing and saying, "Let's go there someday," as we zip right by. A recent Sunday turned into that someday as Gloria beckoned to us, (like Star Trek's siren, Losira, the last surviving defender of the Kalandan colony, who reached out her arms to the Captain and said "I am for you, James Kirk." If she touched you, you died. But then I digress ...)
Gloria Ferrer, master of sparkling wines, sits on a little hill overlooking vineyards that remind us so much of EEEEEEtaly (Italy). "She" is molto bellisimo, although the winery claims to be of Spanish tradition over Italian. Well we've never been to Spain (yet!), so we can't make that comparison with any authenticity, but we have been to Italy, so we figure it's close enough. Anyway, it's very beautiful up there, sitting on their hilltop porch, sipping glasses of sparkling pink and white wines and feeling, yes, quite sparkly all over. (http://www.gloriaferrer.com/)
Down the hill and just down the road, is the Jacuzzi Winery, and wow, their garden staff must work overtime. More foxgloves and poppies than your eye can swallow, but Ted did his best to slurp up the lot of them with his camera. (http://www.jacuzziwines.com/)
He does "blend in" with his camouflage shirt doesn't he?
Anyway, Jacuzzi is of Italian heritage, and as you walk through the doors, if you didn't know any better, you'd swear you've been transported...
... even down to the marble sculptures ...
Yep, the feeling of Italy is alive and well in Sonoma. Ciao Bella!
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