I look forward to Geneva caves ouvertes all year. As far as best-days-ever, it ranks up there with Christmas. This year, despite the unseasonal cold (39 F when we started) and my lingering sickness, was still pretty great. We weren't waiting for the doors to open at ten in the morning as we usually do, but wandered down to Dardagny after lunch for a few tastings. The rain didn't dampen our enthusiasm so we walked to the Essertines for sampling at two wineries we hadn't tried before. We took one final glass to accompany the walk home through the vineyards.
Getting rain in my wine. Santé.
