Passing The Spit Bucket In Texas Hill Country
I read this with a tear in my eye the other day.
It’s amazing that every day the fabulous world of wine turns up such gems.
As a good old Brit, my impression of the great Lone Star State, was always one of a vast expanse of scrubby landscape interspersed with cattle ranches and the odd oil well.
I had no idea that it had hidden treasures like the Hill Country around Johnson City. A land where, increasing numbers, of vines grow along side pedigree Longhorn cattle. And, where many local restaurants serve traditional “Texas Barberque” washed down with full bodied, gutsy, red wines from the local area.
Sounds like the good life to me.
