How Was Harvest?
A guest at a Seneca Lake tasting room asks how harvest went and gets a weather report. The real answer was forty yards away on the crush pad.
Stories
Meet the Winemakers: Mark Henry
Mark Henry calls himself a farmer before a winemaker. He has grown Sangiovese, Aglianico, and a dozen other Italian grapes on a Nevada County hill since 2000, after learning the cellar from Roberto Nannetti in Montalcino.
The Last Guests of the Season
A founding member walks into a quiet Dry Creek Valley tasting room in November ready to buy a case, and walks out with nothing. Fifty years earlier, the Stanley Hotel’s last guests of the season changed everything for that hotel.
Have you been here before?
A longtime customer from Sacramento, a club member with a library pour, and a tasting room host who never saw the difference
Did you make a reservation?
Did You Make a Reservation? By Patrick R. Dunn The drive from Reno to San Francisco is supposed to take
Stars over Acadia
Illustration of a night sky program on Cadillac Mountain, Acadia National Park. It was between 1983 and 1986, a little
The number nobody prints
The Number Nobody Prints By Patrick R. Dunn The tasting room at Casque Wines sits on a flower farm outside
Nothing Went Wrong
Stories Nothing Went Wrong Two nights in Portland at a hotel that did everything correctly, and gave me no reason
Why I’ll Always Be a Storyteller
The Pour Story Society Why I’ll Always Be a Storyteller By Patrick R. Dunn The table in West Gardiner, Maine.
Everything but the Cabernet
A blindfolded tasting on a foggy deck above Windsor, led by a blind chemist, and the one wine I got right.