You’ve got a problem.
It’s Friday, and you require wine.
Immediately.
Hey, no one said it was a difficult problem...
Here to help: Bishop Arts Winery, a rustic storefront with a thing for Texas wines that’s pouring glasses, selling bottles and blending their own, now open in Oak Cliff.
Walking inside, it’s like a tiny repository of vintage Americana. An old record player over here. An even older cigarette machine over there. Framed photos of JFK and John Wayne on the walls. That kind of stuff. But there’s also wine, which... right, wine bar. Bottles of reds and whites just sitting there. In racks. Crazy, we know.
Anyway, once you’ve got your fill of Life magazine covers and burnished leather chairs, you’ll want to peruse the Texas-only menu and settle on something you like. A nice viognier, perhaps. Or don’t settle. Do a flight. Do three flights. Chalk it up to continuing education and really go for it. Maybe work a cheese board in there somewhere for good measure.
Oh, by the way, that big red trolley parked out front... it’s not a mirage. It’s actually a big red trolley. And it’ll scoop you up in Downtown, drop you off in Bishop Arts for dinner and bring you back here for a nightcap.
Hopefully you want a nightcap.
It’s Friday, and you require wine.
Immediately.
Hey, no one said it was a difficult problem...
Here to help: Bishop Arts Winery, a rustic storefront with a thing for Texas wines that’s pouring glasses, selling bottles and blending their own, now open in Oak Cliff.
Walking inside, it’s like a tiny repository of vintage Americana. An old record player over here. An even older cigarette machine over there. Framed photos of JFK and John Wayne on the walls. That kind of stuff. But there’s also wine, which... right, wine bar. Bottles of reds and whites just sitting there. In racks. Crazy, we know.
Anyway, once you’ve got your fill of Life magazine covers and burnished leather chairs, you’ll want to peruse the Texas-only menu and settle on something you like. A nice viognier, perhaps. Or don’t settle. Do a flight. Do three flights. Chalk it up to continuing education and really go for it. Maybe work a cheese board in there somewhere for good measure.
Oh, by the way, that big red trolley parked out front... it’s not a mirage. It’s actually a big red trolley. And it’ll scoop you up in Downtown, drop you off in Bishop Arts for dinner and bring you back here for a nightcap.
Hopefully you want a nightcap.
