TessReBar was gorgeous. It had a very modern design with low-hanging, cylinder-shaped lights and trendy bar stools. It was two stories, the second floor looked like the first, everything was just flipped. It was a nice sized venue, but still felt intimate.
Our table was on the second floor, but the taste test was in a back room on the first floor. I was happy with both locations since it meant less chance of being spotted by anyone that Grier or I knew.
“Nice pick, ma’am,” Tucker said as he held out my chair.
“Thank you. I saw the pictures online and thought it seemed interesting. The wine tasting is every half past every hour.”
“Well, we have a few minutes, do you want to grab some appetizers first?”
“Sure. What are you thinking?”
“The popcorn with sesame glazed pistachios sounds yu
