Visit to Bouza Winery and Montevideo

I head out from my hotel and notice this fish stand on the beach

On the way to Bouza Winery, we are forced into a detour and when we get back on the highway I see a dead person on the road covered with a blanket. When I get to Bouza a very pregnant lady gives me a

tour. Death and new life in less than 15 minutes. Here are the tannat vines and the national bird of Uruguay protecting them.

The winery is spotless and immaculately

maintained. Here is a view of tannat

vines.

Tannat is the signature grape

variety of Uruguay.

Probably brought over by the

Basque from Madiran in the

South West France.

Uruguay is a catholic

country. This plaque on the

front of the winery is to thank San Isidro for

bringing rain after a long

draught.

Someone has money to play with, because all the gear is state of the art and perfectly maintained

A room full of French

Barriques and not a cobweb in site

A view of the outside of their restaurant

The owner is quite a collector. Here is a picture of a railroad car he hopes to convert into hotel rooms and a view of the winery

The owner has a collection of antique vehicles, including a few model Ts and this very

unique 3 wheel car made by Messerschmitt. After WWII they could no longer make

fighter planes, so this is what they came up with.

Here is the dining room. All the tables were reserved but I ate alone. I guess Uruguayans

don’t eat lunch until around 1:30 pm.

Their parilla

The first course. Shrimp with leek confit, cherry tomatoes and shellfish butter sauce.

Best steak I had in Uruguay. Served with a red wine sauce and pesto. They seem to love to garnish with

arugula.

A gorgeous flan served

with dulce de leche

They brought some of the vehicles out for some air

This very buxom lady

came into the restaurant and then left. As I was leaving I noticed she was with a video crew

shooting a TV segment

This was one of her

takes.

Gratuitous use of

silicon to sell this

presentation.

I took a cab to the Mercado del

puerto. The haze is from all

the parillas.

Here is a parilla in action

A market stall in the

old city

I stumbled across this really crazy restaurant

not far from my

hotel

La Rambla

One last shot of La Rambla as the sun sets

on Montevideo