Spontaneous wine tasting

Don't you love it when you are walking back from a Swiss castle to your car and you discover a wine tasting cellar set up by the side of the road? It would obviously be rude not to stop.

We met the winemaker and his daughter (french speaking Swiss from the Geneva region) and they made us taste all their wines. And forced us to try a pile of bread, cheese and sausage.  It was hell.

The lively conversation was an interesting mish-mash of german, french and english. My school girl french was struggling to keep up but I recognised the odd word. Steve made himself popular with the winemaker by saying "tres bien" after every sip. 

Bea and Tjeerd made them very happy by buying four cases of wine. Steve and I bought the wine for our dinner tonight with Bea's parents - six bottles: one chassis, two pinot gris, three sauvignon franc. Uh oh - we might be crawling home...