Tucked away outside of Felton is a small vineyard with a great story. The first grapes were planted by two brothers who learned the wine making business from their father in Sardinia. How they got to this country and ended up outside of Dover and what they did once they were here is a fabulous story that you need to hear for yourself.
I was very lucky. I wandered in to the tasting room early one afternoon and joined some other people who left soon after I arrived. As a result, I was able to sit and try the wines while chatting with Angela who now owns the vineyard. She told me story after story about her father and her uncle. Each is better than the last.