Some days at the winery we keep busy pressing or harvesting, but one day Marinus told us, "You must find something to do today," so we cleaned all the floors and hand-labeled bottles. Alfred comes over to our house most nights for dinner or just to fend off boredom. On the weekend, the three of us went wine and cheese tasting. There was nothing spectacular, but the valley was much greener and prettier toward the southeast. Then we went into Robertson for a delicious lunch of chicken and chips. What made it special is that it wasn't made by white people and we ate it while sitting on the curb of the street. We decided we needed to go to the restaurant across the street called Zebro's because it had loud colors, just like tacquerias and it was very crowded.

We had a braai (BBQ) and Alfred made a traditional African dish made with maize flour which was something between mashed potatoes and dumplings. He definitely enjoyed it with the Mexican hot sauce Tapatio.

One block of Cabernet was harvested and the Petit Verdot will come in later this week.