Bedford Pinot Noir 2008 Arroye Grande Valley
We were looking for any way to procrastinate our re-entry into LA, so when the sign for Los Alamos appeared, we couldn’t resist
And sometimes, wine can be anything but bottled poetry, more like a bad nursery rhyme, a twisted limerick or even blank verse. But at its best, it is indeed just that – pure poetry. In this blog, I will attempt to avoid sounding like a bad nursery rhyme, but hope that any poetry I find in the bottle will find some expression on this blog.