There’s nothing like a fall jaunt…especially to a wine-infused town like St. Louis and the surrounding area. Did y’all know that we Midwesterners grow some kick-ass wine grapes? Well we do, and I sampled some of our fine wines this weekend. Of course, not to be outdone, St. Louis is also home to Budweiser – The Kind of Beers, dontcha know? And yes, some Bud was consumed. Free Bud. At the brewery tour. Which kicked ass because of the free beer. (Did ya hear that, Reg?)
But I digress…
Here’s the weekend in a nutshell:
Top of the Arch. Went up in the tiny space-age pod. Saw lots of stuff including the curvature of the earth.
Toured the Old Courthouse where the Dred Scott case was heard and decided.
Riverboat tour. Let me tell you, the banks of the Mississippi in the middle of an industrial city ain’t real purty. Highlight of the hour trip was seeing an ammonia barge going down the river. Freaky to see a barge loaded with thousands of tons of ammonia being pushed up the river to its destination.
Lunch at Laclede’s Landing, then oldest part of St. Louis, then on to the Anheuser-Busch facilities for a free tour. Free! Plus free beer! Free!
Last, but not least, we drove over to St. Charles – a fine old town on the Missouri river AND the location of the first state capitol of Missouri – where we did some post-alcohol consumption shopping. I must admit that I was feeling pretty good after the brewery tour, which seemed to loosen up this miser-girl’s wallet considerably. We had a very fine dinner on Main Street at The Little House Winery, where we sat outside in the crispy fall air, warmed by a blazing fire pit.
After that whirlwind day, Mr. Observant and I ended up back at our very nice hotel, where Mr. O had to practically hold me back from crashing a wedding and stealing a piece of wedding cake. Observant really wanted a piece of cake, but it was not to be. Mr. O said I would regret it in the morning. A Hershey’s bar and a coffee did me just fine though, and I promptly fell asleep directly after consuming my yummy chocolate treat. It was all of 8:30pm.
We left Sunday morning and took a scenic drive through the country. There’s nothing like fall color, is there? The trees were at their peak; that time right before they lose their leaves when the reds and oranges and yellows and golds are absolutely stunning. We made one last wine tasting stop in Hermann, at the Stone Hill Winery – home of my most favoritest wine in the whole wide world – Norton. If you like a good, dry red wine, the Norton grape makes a tasty (and reasonably priced) addition to your wine cellar. Observant highly recommends.
On another note – why do we keep fucking with the time? I hate it when we spring forward AND when we fall back. It depresses me to have my circadian rhythm messed with so cavalierly. Let’s just leave it one way or the other and be done with it. That’s my 2cents worth on THAT subject.
Hope y’all had a nice relaxing weekend. I’m slowly making my way through my Blog reader, and if I haven’t been to your place yet don’t fret. I’m still adjusting to the time change.