For Vinomaker, this event is like stepping back in time for a day since many of these cars were commonplace to him growing up as an American teenager. For the English contingent, and there were nine of us, it was a crash course in America's love affair with the automobile. Any of these cars, with their copious amounts of shiny chrome, tail-fins, flared fenders and omnipresent hood ornaments, could have been a much drooled over centrefold in a glossy magazine.
The evening was spent celebrating a major family event. Some great wines were quaffed (which I hope to chronicle in future posts), much food was consumed, and those of us with a passion for all things chocolate were thoroughly satisfied. A good time was had by all.