How is it possible that Savio Soares and I had never met? Everyone in the wine world in NYC was buzzing about this portfolio. But, did I know who he was? No.
All was fixed at a dinner, instigated by The Brooklyn Guy
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.