Carlton - Day 3

Welcome to Carlton where even the old Railroad station has been converted to a wine tasting room.

















This is the grain elevator that you saw from a distance in yesterday's posting. That's a winery in the little brick building to the left.











The Horse Radish; a great place to taste wine and have a little cheese and crackers. Local entertainers play here in the evening. Cheryl and I spent a very relaxing afternoon here on Saturday. Cheryl sampled their tea! I, on the other hand, was much more traditional. We escaped just in time to go to dinner which I'm sure I remember. It was in McMinnville, the big town about 7 miles away.
Who would have though there would be an exceptional French restaurant in Carlton. Cuvee is superb. We saw reviews in several Portland area tourist guides. The owner/chef is from Alsace (in France). I haven't a clue how he found Carlton. From the look of the crowd, more than one couple had come a long ways for dinner. Cheryl and I ate here on Friday night. I had cassolet (a French casserole/stew) and Cheryl had buffalo steak (a very traditional French dinner).

We had a great time and must mention our hosts, Heidi and Edward. Edward is a superb chef and out did himself each morning with breakfasts that were incredible. Heidi is the consummate hostess who spent much of her time looking for ways to make our stay more pleasant. They, along with their Brittany spaniels, went out of their way to insure we had everything we wanted to make our weekend wonderfully relaxing. Their reputation must be spreading as one of the couples staying there with us was from England on their first visit to the Pacific Northwest.

For more information on the Carlton Inn check out their web site at The Carlton Inn.

There is much more to tell about Carlton and the people we met there. I'll save it for another post.