Pretty sure Arrington Vineyards is going to turn into my "hey-it's-nice-outside-we-have-nothing-to-do" place to go on the weekends. That and the Nashville zoo (which inexplicably has no lions, but that is another post for another day). It was a little cooler and windier at Arrington than last time, but awesome still. This time we drank the Viognier. Two thumbs up.
Picnic menu: Smoked Gouda, English cheddar, roast chicken, prosciutto, Area 51 blackberries, raspberries and strawberries (from Costco and so freakishly large, you know there is something otherworldly going on), rosemary olive bread with balsamic dipping oil, Arrington's Viognier.
Trying to teach her how to say Viognier...
Seriously. How can you not love this face?