Every journey begins with a single stumble
April 27, 2008As I make my way more thoroughly into wine knowledge, i have set aside Monday evenings as my night to organize notes, do a little tasting from my shabby cellar, and set goals and time frames etc. I am too old and infirm to quit work and follow the harvest around Europe or Australia so my study will be classwork and, of course, drinking. I was all set to map out my way through a published wine course but realized, when I finished popping my shoulder back in place as it was dislocated from lugging a 25-pound Amazon order home, that these books did not include the course. On to plan B version 2.0.
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