A Word from Management
Election week began with such high intentions, quickly turning to sadness for us, and now a foreboding sense is seeping into the air. With this heaviness, you might ask why continue writing about such a frivolous thing as wine? I would say wine is a joyful drink, extolled by poets throughout the ages as a social lubricant, which, God knows, we need right now. Leave the fetid air of the caucus rooms, the hearing rooms, and board rooms of the East and come out to the Virginia countryside for the fresh air and newly vintaged wines. Wine has no partisanship unless it is for sweet over dry, red over white, sparkling over still, or some other way of thinking. I would also say that there are a large number of folks who depend on the grape for their livelihood. The stories of their labors, their failures and successes should be told regardless of who holds power in Washington for the next four vintages. After all, four vi...