First stop Tahbilk Winery.
I know Tahbilk from a few years ago when I was on a usual 'Haven't seen that before; I'll buy it' wine shopping in Newtown. I came up with a Tahbilk 2005 Marsanne, and subsequently based a dinner party around four bottles of it.
Awesome. I did a bit of research and found out that France lost it's Marsanne to Phytophthora and replanted from Tahbilk material.
So when I saw that Tahbilk was on our route of advance the Bells of Destiny rang. (They go "Booooooooong", if you want to know, which is a bit racially insensitive, and also a bit ironic when you consider destiny and history etc.)
We were greeted by the cat - which is always a plus in my book.
It is all set up for that soft-sell experiential style.
Their target market is, well, me.
It is perfect.
They do good skies here.
What's at Henty? you ask.
The mid-point between Heathcote and Cowra; and a pub that I booked solely on its name.
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ah, Tahbilk Marsanne. It's a good wine, close to how I think ambrosia would taste.
I am certain that if the Greek Gods visted Tahbilk they would move Olympus there.
i have not, of course, been to Greece...
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So anyway... what was the name of the pub?
The Doodle Cooma Arms Hotel of Henty. See above.
The Doodle Cooma Arms Hotel of Henty. See above.
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