Wine Adventures, Take 2...

I feel like hunting for wine should be listed on my CV now, I'm getting so good at it. Finding a good bottle, however, I am miserable at.

Cadena and I went in search of some goodies-pressed-from-a-grape last night. I think we'll make a weekly habit of it. I hope to NOT have too many adventures to document in these pages, because that would mean that we found Mecca. We thought we had found it last night. Their board in front showed wine bottles, the stairway leading down into the restaurant was lined with empty wine bottles, the decor screamed "come drink win here!!"

Multiple bottles of wine in decor does not equal availability...perhaps it shows how many people/bottles came before you, ridiculing you, laughing at you for wanting what you just missed!

I mean, look at this menu! 

Doesn't it look like it might have something to offer two thirsty girls? We even poured over it, debating which would be best, which level of dryness (they were ranked, 1-5!) we preferred, etc....only to have the waiter come over and shake his head, making the cross sign with his arms - the Korean way of saying "No!". He pointed to two options, and we chose. It ended up being a good bottle. But still, to only have TWO bottles out of that vast menu...I'm starting to think this is some big joke played on wine-drinking tourists.

Cadena, clearly chagrined at the menu offerings

Besides the fact that, what was clearly advertised as an "ethnic" menu, and decorated as an Indian restaurant, complete with bedazzled elephant, low and veiled tables, turned out to be EXACTLY an ethnic restaurant - ribs, German potatoes and steak, sausage plates, some random pan-Asian dishes, and pizza. NOTHING Indian.

We picked the cheese plate. And when Cadena eventually writes her blog post about the experience, I'll link it here. Let's just say it was an interesting cheese plate. Offset by the ors d'oeuvres of thin Ritz crackers dipped in Prego.

Let's just say Daegu is not a Foodie town...