In the dark, there is freedom

This update has been weeks in the making, mostly because I just haven't felt like writing up the entry. Please note that I did not take any of these photos. I just got copies from my friend and co-worker, Dee Hamilton. She doesn't have an LJ so I can't link to her profile.

So, what's a Grape Stomp, you ask? It's exactly what it sounds like, my friends: you stomp grapes. Dee, another co-worker Ann, Ann's sister Chris and I all went to Henscratch Farms, a local winery in Lake Placid, Florida. They have this annual Grape Stomp festival where you get to browse around the winery. You can pick grapes (scuppernongs and muscadines), there's live music and they have all kinds of food. They even have wine tastings. The main event is getting to stomp the grapes, I Love Lucy style. Yes, they have a giant tub filled with grapes, and you just climb into the tub with your bare feet and stomp, stomp, stomp. Then they take the grapes and make wine from it and sell it. They even take your picture and slap it on a label for the bottle.

Now, I've never been a huge wine drinker. I did try icewine when I was visiting Canada a few years ago and loved it, but most wine just tastes gross to me. But we sampled some wines and they were really, really good. I was surprised. I may go back and order some wines, I don't know.

Anyway, pictures, right?

( Remember, these weren't taken by me )