From the big toe of Italy comes a stunner. The vines are six years young and the resulting wine is puppy-like in energy. I couldn’t stop drinking it. Vinified in... read more →
March 15, 2018
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.