I look forward to the release of the Vin Gris every year.
I grew up with a burrito in one hand and chopsticks in the other.
Maybe, if we could just sit down and share a meal with people who think or are different than ourselves, there would be a little less hate in the world.
People swoon over black truffles. I swoon over black trumpet mushrooms!
Don’t pigeonhole RSV’s Pinot Gris Late as just another dessert wine.
RSV’s Los Carneros Pinot Noir is dear to my heart.
Rather than serve a formal meal I’m opting for the fun of Raclette.
A few things helped get me through the challenges of the past year: family, the home garden, music – both listening to others and attempting to play – home cooking, wonderful beverages and a great dessert.
The smiling Frenchman pulled a bottle of Burgundy from his cave. He turned his back to obscure the label, dusted off the bottle and carefully removed the cork.
It is hard to be convivial in a pandemic.
It should have been a glorious adventure; instead, it was ominous.
Most don’t think about the contribution “texture” makes to the perception of a wine.