We did some winery picnics this year. My favorite was the messy, foggy spring afternoon we drove up the side of a mountain to Stone Ridge.
Our picnic included: smokehouse cheese, summer sausage, homemade cookies, olives, Triscuits, little pesto tomato and provolone sandwiches and a glass of crisp white wine. So nice in front of a fireplace with friends!
Growing up, my mother would make ham and cheese on white, grab a bag of Doritos and a package of cookies and Cokes and we’d chow on the waterfront at Lake Barkley. I miss that!