Seventh-generation Minnesotans aren't necessarily known for having a sarcastic bent, but sometimes it can come in handy.
Exhibit A: Pattie and Mark Björnson.
In 1984, as a pledge in the University of Minnesota's coed business fraternity Delta Sigma Pi, Pattie was required to interview active members. Her final question to Mark was about his long-term goals.
"He told me he wanted to live out in the country and have chickens and build his own home with a big stone fireplace — he had put himself through college building them — and he wanted to have a large family. This was in 1984, when everybody was very corporate.
"So I sarcastically responded, 'Wow, look me up when you want to get married.' "
Well he did, and they did, and now they live out in the country and have … well, not chickens but vines, thousands of them, plus four offspring and a big stone fireplace (in their tasting room). They sell most of the grapes but also make stellar wines at Björnson Vineyard in Oregon's Willamette Valley.
Still, it was quite the circuitous route. They dated for four years and got married in 1989, but couldn't take a honeymoon because Mark was buried in a training program for work. Four years later, they bought a tandem bicycle and plane tickets to Europe and pedaled through Germany with a 2-year-old daughter in tow. The countryside wowed, dazzled and beckoned them.
"It was glorious," Mark recounted, "and I said if we don't do it [go the rural route] now, we'll never do it. We stayed in a couple of little wineries on the Mosel River, and we decided then we wanted to have a vineyard and winery. The whole thing was a thick measure of raw foolishness."