Ankida Ridge is making some of the nation’s finest pinot noir in an unlikely place: the Blue Ridge Mountains.
Its name is a piece of charming nonsense, a lid placed over the stars. But the view from its
windows is serious. Orion’s Roof, a sleek aerie of a restaurant perched 23 stories above the Atlantic shore, offers a vista that would cause countless postcards to crumple in shame.
Virginia’s first single-property vineyard, brewery and distillery hopes to create a mecca for barrel-aged booze.
Rum, citrus, bitters, crushed ice. Throw it all in a glass, use a twig to froth it up. What sounds like an exercise in cocktail improvisation is the cornerstone of an overlooked category of drink – the swizzle.
The coronavirus pandemic has afforded us extra time to consider things we’d like to do and places we’d liked be – other than the couch. My recent trip to lovely Tulum, Mexico, with friends keeps replaying in my mind.
Two Dale Chihuly glass paintings hang a few feet away from where another kind of artist works. Serge Gouloumes’ “studio” is the open kitchen in the Glass Light Hotel & Gallery, one of Norfolk’s newest luxury lodgings.