Drinking In a Bit of Texas History

Drinking In a Bit of Texas History

Entry 2 - The Texas High Plains Vineyard Planting Tour

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After the dinner blessing, we lined up to load our plates with the delectable delights of our communal feast. The steaks were piled high; medium, medium-rare, marinated and not marinated. Bobby Cox’s rare steak stood alone, as if it they had just knocked off the horns and rode the critter in especially for him. With my steak taking up more than half of the available area of my plate, I was challenged to find room for the fixin’s – Sautéed mushrooms, a bake potato nearly the size of my foot, salad, cheese rolls and more. You know, food just taste better when the efforts are shared.

Bobby Cox was beaming, bright eyed with an ear-to-ear smile. You could see that this was not just any bottle of wine by the manner he and his wife, Jennifer, cradled it in their arms as they brought it to the table. The bottle was labeled 1982 Pheasant Ridge Cabernet Sauvignon but it obviously contained something much more…. What I came to realize that night was that it had a large dose of Bobby’s personal history and spirit; the blood of the grape comingled with his own blood, sweat and tears.

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