To mark the weekend—and the access to a car Paul’s visit provides—we went on a trip today: it was a lively romp through the gustatory delights that Central New York provides.
Our first stop: Gimme! Coffee, for an early morning pastry to munch while reading the paper on the porch. This was followed by a run in the light sprinkle that began shortly after we arose.
Once we were showered, dressed, and coffee’d, it was on to the Farmer’s Market for the week’s supplies: kale, lettuce, eggs, bacon, cilantro, and zucchini. Also breakfast burritos, to ease our by-now grumbling stomachs, eaten on the lakeshore.
After dropping off our produce at home, we fueled up the car and headed west to Burdett, NY, where we had lunch at the Grist Mill Cafe. This was a nice spot with good sandwiches, tea, coffee, breakfast, baked goods, and the like. Paul had the warm roast beef, I had the turkey club. Both were delicious, and we enjoyed eating on the porch, cool but dry and out of the ongoing rain.
Then it was on to our intended destination (and the real motivation for the trip: Finger Lakes Distilling, just north of Burdett, overlooking beautiful Seneca Lake. This is the only distillery around, and they’ve got some fantastic booze: a fragrant and complex gin, a nice bourbon, a surprisingly flavorful vodka, a good corn whisky, an astoundingly good rye, and good grappa, not to mention several brandies, cordials, and liqueurs (which we did not sample, and therefore on which I cannot comment). For a $2 tasting fee, you can try three spirits; if you buy something, you get your tasting fee back. Paul walked away with a bottle of Riesling grappa, and I enthusiastically picked up the rye.
I also picked up a wine trail map, to try and see if we were close to the winery that made the Cabernet Franc we had tasted at Red Feet Wine Market earlier in the week. As it turned out, we were just south of Shalestone Vineyards, so we cruised on up, and split a tasting, so as not to overdo it after the liquor. Looking to provision ourselves for the next several dinners at home, we picked up a bottle of the 2008 Cab Franc, and the Lemberghini, a very tasty blend of Lemberger, Merlot, and Cab Franc with a very silly name.
Thinking that we had probably cool it on the alcohol, foodstuffs were next on on our itinerary, which had grown from a distillery visit to a mini-food-tour of its own. We settled on Lively Run Goat Dairy just south of Interlaken, having enjoyed their chèvre in the past. For a buck apiece, we tasted five cheeses: plain chèvre, our choice of herbed chèvre, feta, Seneca Moon (an aged chèvre with a pennicillum rind), and two different kinds of Cayuga Blue (one with June milk, one with April milk). The last of our cash bought us the last wedge of the pungent April Cayuga Blue, and a piece of Seneca Moon. We ran through the rain back to the car, grinning at our good fortune.
Back in town, we stopped at the co-op for some last provisions: fruit for dessert, crackers and bread, some other small items. We’re looking forward to a delicious meal tonight, with great cheese and wine to start!