When we arrived in Beaune there was a frozen quality to the sunlight. It was almost evening and the light...
I love to travel. Especially in the world of wine, how else do you ever get a sense of...
(continued from All Roads Lead to Burgundy…) The weather had gone from muted- grey daylight struggling to break through the stubborn Piemonte sky,...
Once Upon a Time… The story of Giulio Ferrari and his winery is a fantastic tale. The kind of bedtime...
When you distill it down (no pun intended), the things we eat are basic parts of culture- just like art...
Burgundy. Borgogne. Borgogna. No matter which language, for me it’s a heavy word. In all my time involved with wine...
A cellar, especially in Trentino, is a reverent, worshipful space, full of mythology and stories. I like the quiet...
“Nature is always in Command.” Michele Braganti, Monteraponi I get chills when I hear Michele speak about his vineyards. He...
Ci vuole una birra. Sometimes, even in Barolo, you need a cold beer. We were road-weary and a little bedraggled...
“Wine is bottled poetry.” I have always loved this R.L. Stevenson quote, because it so perfectly sums up the root...