The view here is breathtaking, especially with the vineyard right next to the estate. Everything from the architecture of the building to the interior design here exudes elegance and beauty. Since we biked uphill to the winery, at first I was worried that we didn't look the part, a little sweaty and disheveled. But one thing about Kiwis as far as our 10-day trip had taught us is that they are the most down to earth and laid back folks. So as expected, we were greeted with lots of smiles upon entering the estate.
After the tasting, we sat down for some delicious thin-crust pizza and wine in their outdoor area, overlooking the bay and Auckland a distance away, sort of the best way to end our NZ trip after almost a week of camping in the van.
So why only 3 stars? Well, the tasting part of our visit was unfortunately, a really unpleasant experience. As we entered Cellar Door, their tasting room, the lady who poured our wine was showing every sign of unwillingness to show us any bit of hospitality. Every conversation was prompted by me: Are all grapes grown on site? How many varietals? How does this region differ from the South Island? All of her answers were terse and her expression fixed somewhere between boredom and indifference with no smile.
Detecting her accent, I asked where she is from in the States.
"Chicago area."
"Oh cool. We're from the bay Area."
Silence.
"Did you work in the industry before moving to New Zealand?"
"Yes."
Silence.
"As a somm?"
"As a wine maker. I studied wine making."
"Oh cool. The college I went to is huge on Oenology. Is that what you studied?"
"No, Viticulture."
Silence.
After a little more effort from us to engage in small talk, given that there were 4 different wines to try and we were the only people in the tasting room, she briefly mentioned how she was selected for some Mario Batali program to be in Italy, and before that she interned in New York. "Manhattan," she made that very clear in a snobby tone. Everything tells me that she hated to be serving us, like she was too good for it. Then a couple of locals walked into the tasting room, perhaps people she knew. She erupted into a loud greeting, "hey YOU GUYS!" I was seriously surprised to see that this woman was capable of joy. At one point we joked that maybe we looked like people she hated back at home.
And despite that I really liked their Pinot (it was a very interesting Pinot, more Oregon than California), i whispered to my fiance that I just don't like her and don't want her to benefit in any way from me ordering a case of wine to ship home, something I was more than interested in doing before coming in. So we walked out to eat lunch, where all the restaurant staff were much more friendly.
I'd come here for the beautiful view and the yummy lunch (at which you can just simply order their wine to enjoy table side, since tasting is not free anyway). read more