McDonald Farm, LUNCH, 50/50 Wine Bar and Oregon
And it's Ash Wednesday.
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You may, but I can't recall the last time a collective civic body was so engaged with a county mayor as Hamilton County is with Mayor Weston Wamp.
Engaged, as in: not rolling over. Responding to. Organizing around. Fighting against. In communication with.
Examples? Plan Hamilton, and the thousands of people engaged with input and its outcome.
Enterprise South and the 12,000-strong galvanized response to Wamp's plan for industrial development.
McDonald Farm.
Or rather: McDonald Farm State Park.
The news arrived last week: Gov. Bill Lee announced $45 million to turn McDonald Farm into Tennessee's 70th state park.
There was a time our local leaders were pushing for industrial development there. Had folks sat quietly, on their hands, this may have been the outcome.
Instead, organize-organize-organize. A few names come to mind among many: regular folks who never gave up.
And, to his credit, Wamp seems pliable, willing and able to listen and adapt.
*** Last year, the way I drink wine changed quite dramatically in one single afternoon.
It was the day Mary Taylor came to town.
The importer works with small European growers; on a multi-city Southern tour, she and those wine producers came to St. John's.
This afternoon sponsored by our friends at Imbibe Spirits.
Over broken English and terribly broken Spanish, we spoke, or tried to, about the vineyards back home and the wine right here.
So now, when I buy my favorite Mary Taylor at Imbibe or Pruett's, I think of this man, whose hand I shook, whose story I heard.
Now, a similar event in happening again.
On Thursday, Feb. 26, 50/50 Wine & Martini Bar is hosting 20 wineries from the Willamette Valley of Oregon.
Growers and producers from Oregon will be here, shaking hands and telling stories, as they pour more than 100 wines from 20 wineries.
Tickets can be purchased here.
Pinot Noir and Chardonnay. The men and women producing them. It's a really altering experience, drinking the wine made from the person right before you.
You can see some of the vineyards here.
Our friend Bill Hull traveled to the Willamette Valley not long ago. The in-house expert, or "wine guy", at Pruett's Market on Signal Mountain loves it there, and says the wine is quite, quite special.
*** A very, very happy birthday to our friends at LUNCH. The Sewanee restaurant turns three years old on Thursday.
In such a short time, LUNCH has made national recognition. A Michelin award, the respect of farmers across the region, guests who travel from near and far for the exquisitely balanced experience of delicious food with a delicious setting.
Plus, they're really, really kind people.
Chef Grimm, Trapp, your whole team ... bravo.
*** Finally, it's Ash Wednesday.
How did that happen?
Easter's in early April, and just yesterday, I noticed the first of the daffodil blooms in our yard.
And, tonight, for many of us: communion.
This nudges me towards the memory of the morning we spent with Heather and Al Allison, the owners of the former Mission Red Bank, where Al served as priest and Heather baked homemade communion bread.
(She's now the "new" Signal Mountain Cookie Lady.)
It's one of our favorite stories.
Thought we'd reshare on this Ash Wednesday.
Wishing you all a good week. See many of you tomorrow night!
Story ideas, questions, feedback? Interested in partnering with us? Email: david@foodasaverb.com
This story is 100% human generated; no AI chatbot was used in the creation of this content.
food as a verb thanks our sustaining partner:
food as a verb thanks our story sponsor:
Mapleleaf Realco
You may, but I can't recall the last time a collective civic body was so engaged with a county mayor as Hamilton County is with Mayor Weston Wamp.
Engaged, as in: not rolling over. Responding to. Organizing around. Fighting against. In communication with.
Examples? Plan Hamilton, and the thousands of people engaged with input and its outcome.
Enterprise South and the 12,000-strong galvanized response to Wamp's plan for industrial development.
McDonald Farm.
Or rather: McDonald Farm State Park.
The news arrived last week: Gov. Bill Lee announced $45 million to turn McDonald Farm into Tennessee's 70th state park.
There was a time our local leaders were pushing for industrial development there. Had folks sat quietly, on their hands, this may have been the outcome.
Instead, organize-organize-organize. A few names come to mind among many: regular folks who never gave up.
And, to his credit, Wamp seems pliable, willing and able to listen and adapt.
*** Last year, the way I drink wine changed quite dramatically in one single afternoon.
It was the day Mary Taylor came to town.
The importer works with small European growers; on a multi-city Southern tour, she and those wine producers came to St. John's.
This afternoon sponsored by our friends at Imbibe Spirits.
Over broken English and terribly broken Spanish, we spoke, or tried to, about the vineyards back home and the wine right here.
So now, when I buy my favorite Mary Taylor at Imbibe or Pruett's, I think of this man, whose hand I shook, whose story I heard.
Now, a similar event in happening again.
On Thursday, Feb. 26, 50/50 Wine & Martini Bar is hosting 20 wineries from the Willamette Valley of Oregon.
Growers and producers from Oregon will be here, shaking hands and telling stories, as they pour more than 100 wines from 20 wineries.
Tickets can be purchased here.
Pinot Noir and Chardonnay. The men and women producing them. It's a really altering experience, drinking the wine made from the person right before you.
You can see some of the vineyards here.
Our friend Bill Hull traveled to the Willamette Valley not long ago. The in-house expert, or "wine guy", at Pruett's Market on Signal Mountain loves it there, and says the wine is quite, quite special.
*** A very, very happy birthday to our friends at LUNCH. The Sewanee restaurant turns three years old on Thursday.
In such a short time, LUNCH has made national recognition. A Michelin award, the respect of farmers across the region, guests who travel from near and far for the exquisitely balanced experience of delicious food with a delicious setting.
Plus, they're really, really kind people.
Chef Grimm, Trapp, your whole team ... bravo.
*** Finally, it's Ash Wednesday.
How did that happen?
Easter's in early April, and just yesterday, I noticed the first of the daffodil blooms in our yard.
And, tonight, for many of us: communion.
This nudges me towards the memory of the morning we spent with Heather and Al Allison, the owners of the former Mission Red Bank, where Al served as priest and Heather baked homemade communion bread.
(She's now the "new" Signal Mountain Cookie Lady.)
It's one of our favorite stories.
Thought we'd reshare on this Ash Wednesday.
Wishing you all a good week. See many of you tomorrow night!
Story ideas, questions, feedback? Interested in partnering with us? Email: david@foodasaverb.com
This story is 100% human generated; no AI chatbot was used in the creation of this content.
Food as a verb thanks our story sponsor:
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