One of the best ways to get to know a wine is to drink it in a movie theatre. Escaping into cinematic fantasy allows us to approach wine more openly, and the dark, expansive environment helps to sow the seeds of acute flavour memories.
On a frigid December afternoon, I found myself standing outside of a church, puffing on the chalice and hoping that I wouldn’t burst into flames upon stepping inside.
When I repose with a glass of wine at the end of a busy day, I’m […] reminded that the flavours are liquid postcards from special places, brought to fruition by impassioned people working closely with nature.
There is a sublime amalgam of feelings that overwhelm me on a wine trip. Tense exits from airports, jet-lagged and stinky, are followed by enervating traffic delays and other obstacles in the way of getting where one wants to be: wine country!
