I was at a barbecue a couple of weeks ago with a bunch of wine types, blissfully gnawing on my ribs, when I realized that the conversations swirling about me sounded like they were being spoken in a foreign language. Someone had their nose in a glass of Pinot Noir and was talking about “toast.” […]
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