You should force yourself to get out of town every once in awhile. When you live in a city that’s a bubble like Los Angeles it seems mandatory. We gathered a fun group of girls, travelled up to San Luis Obispo, and stayed at a place that has long been on my wish list: The Madonna Inn. It is as weird as the pictures you find of it and being there to experience this coastline gem filled me with wonder and astonishment.
Though we never leave town unprepared, we discovered the Madonna Inn has their own “private label” of wine that they sell at their Gourmet and Wine shop. We thought, “what the hell, let’s give it a try.” When most people say that they don’t like rosé, they are thinking of pink wine that is sweet, comes from California, and is called White Zinfandel. Madonna Inn might be the only ones still proudly selling this saccharine shit, so our fate was obvious: pink place with pink drink.
In retrospect, I learned a lesson. Do as the Romans do, but only if the act does not fill you with regret and give you a pounding headache the next day. Oh, and do try their cake, it is delicious. Til next time Madonna Inn.