Grandma and the Vineyard

My mom visited a few weeks ago and we finally made it up to the Florence Vineyard. We went on a Sunday morning and the plan was to eat lunch at the cafe then walk around a bit, and of course mom would sample some of their fruits. 

The cafe was serving a Sunday brunch which turned out to work quite well. The room that housed the cafe was cozy, had high ceilings and oozed character and additional seating outside. The hostess greeted us with a mimosa and Mom and I each ordered a plate sized Belgium waffle in addition to a small buffet set out with bread, muffins, fruit, bacon, and lots of giant grapes. The boys ate their packed lunches and Adam consumed lots of bacon and biscuits and Aaron had more than his share of giant grapes. Now he asks for grapes "like the ones they had at the wine factory."

After eating we walked around the area between the building and the vineyard. 

There was a wedding the previous night so some of the chairs and decorations were still out. 

Mom had the entire tasting area to herself. The wine-guy, excuse me for not knowing proper terminology, was very informative and used descriptive and helpful words. 

Mom's sampling... I attempted artsy while waiting.

And the boys were making mischief as usual. They were actually semi-well behaved. It could have been much worse. I am thankful that there were no other patrons in there with us... less people to annoy.

Then we had to see the water, which was the boys favorite part.

 And we walked over to the sister vineyard, Inwood Estates Vineyard. 

The boys enjoyed the grass path.

Adam got side tracked buy the flowers.

He's just strutting about looking like he owns the place.

And then mom tasted their complimentary sampling for the day. Although this wine-lady was very nice, she didn't have good descriptors and was not very helpful.

Aaron hiding.