East of Easter and West of Wonder

My earliest memories of Easter were a mixture of boredom and excitement. A good Southern girl, I was usually dressed to the nines in hat and gloves and shiny, new shoes. All of which conspired to keep me from running pell-mell around the glorious spring day. I was for a time, strictly required to play the “little lady” until all formalities were dispensed, feasts were spread, eggs collected, and collars loosened.

Past the smell of fresh grass and stashed eggs, elaborately colored, was the wealth of food prepared to hail the day. Cold hams, potato salads, breads, and hush puppies were delivered amongst sticky hands, prayers, and old relatives sitting in the shade sleepily discussing politics.

What does this have to do with Wine Train? Not much, except the train harbors the opportunity for new family memories. Close knit groups enjoying a sumptuous repast, precious minutes to gather with family, a moment of togetherness in a time of global difference.

Chef Kelly Macdonald just published his Easter menu. Is anyone ready for a Wine Country Benedict – grilled beef tenderloin topped with poached egg on an English Muffin? I am. Pass the plate, hand me a glass of sparkling wine and squeeze more friends around the table.

For more information on our Easter train, please click here.