VinoFictions

Being born with a small physical frame has its advantages and its disadvantages. As a youth, the advantages of my small frame produced a de...

In early spring, I read somewhere that this summer was scheduled to be hot and dry in the Finger Lakes, thanks to El Nina. Well, it ain’t su...

Well, now I am awakened. My last entry received more responses than all my earlier blog entries-some responses online, and some via email. ...

So, I’m sitting in my chair facing my keyboard and looking at a blank screen—that’s today’s version of a writer facing a blank page. In this...

It’s probable that every one of us has had the experience of a wine that tastes different from glass to glass over an evening. We call the p...

One afternoon a number of years ago, a local restaurateur came into my winery to order some wine from me. During the conversation, I asked i...

It was quite a trip. My latest sojourn to New York City lasted three days. In that time, I crammed numerous meetings. Sadly, none of the mee...