A cautionary tale, jettisoned from the vacuum of commerce Back in the early 1980’s I decided to make wine. It started out as a way to identi...

One never knows what a day will bring on the wine trail. Yesterday started out with a snow flurry in the morning followed by a lunch with my...

A few years ago, one of my wine mentors passed away, leaving me with a pile of wine books with notes placed inside them. Every once in a wh...

Looking at Italian wine sales, compared to France and Australia (their nearest world competitors on a case and dollar volume level, it is lo...

The road to Querciavalle ~ June 1987 One of the great things about being on the wine trail in Italy for all these years is the precious opp...

This afternoon I was standing in the aisle of a super market looking at a stack of Italian wine. A good looking woman in her middle 40‘s, wi...

It’s just been three days this week so far but it feels like a week or more. Evening events, tastings, wine dinners every night this week so...