My first pitter-pat love? Either a guy named David or wine. Luckily one of those stuck with me.
That glorious liquid squeezed from the ripe hearts of grapes has seduced me and taken my breath away for the last 15 years. Waxing poetic isn't hard when you get to drink the nectar of the gods.
From tasting the most rare rice wine sakes of Japan in my earliest days to managing one of the best wine shops in New Orleans to working my happy tail off in the vineyards of Italy, wine has given me the hardest and happiest work of my life.
After all, how often does your blood, sweat, and tears magically turn into something so divine?
Come with me as I continue my journey through all things wine....