See you over the weekend, promise to tell tales of the most thrilling wine list I ever held in my hands, one I could actually afford to drink off of. If you're eating matzoh or pushing the eggs around the lawn, have a good one.
I'm hunting the Leon Trotskys, the Philip Roths, the Chaucers and the Edith Whartons of the wine world. I want them natural and most of all, I want them to speak the truth even if we argue. With this messiah thing going on, I'm trying to swell the ranks of those who crave the differences in each vintage, celebrate nuance and desire wines that make them think, laugh, and feel. Welcome.
And, if you'd like a signed copy, feel free to contact me directly.