At some point, sun and wine and welcome had me feeling philosophical so I looked to my Norwegian compatriot and said, “This. This is terroir.” By forgetting everything except the vines, wines, people and moment I was in – by opening my heart as I tasted – I truly understood the sense of place that is vital to making quality wine.
I’m going back to school. Wine school, that is.
The Wine Bloggers Conference is almost here. Which platform should I use for the live blogging tasting sessions? YOU DECIDE!
Coke + Red Wine = Kalimotxo
Learn the ‘Motxo to make based on the state you call home.