However, they finally relented and sold me a bottle of their library Syrah because apparently my crying, wailing, and gnashing of teeth was disturbing the other guests.
While once the wines were big, jammy, fruit-forward, and alcoholic, they now have added layers of complexity and maturity which was almost unheard of a decade ago.
It's an end of one era, but the beginning of something just as great.
I took pictures of the beer booths, the food booths, Town Square, and The Strip as I drove home. Yeah, I'm lucky. I get it. Don't hate me because I'm Vegas.
This past Sunday I spent several hours touring and tasting at half the wineries in Nevada. Both of them.
The title alone told me that it was a story written for effect rather than for accuracy. The title, Winery expansion bill pits big counties against rurals couldn’t be further from the truth.
I really shouldn't call it a silly law because it was there for a reason. While there are several, it can be summed up in one quote: "It seemed like a good idea at the time."
My eyes rolled back into my head so many times that I had eye pain by the end of the hearing.
It isn't a world-changing wine, but it is one of the few California Sauv Blancs that I actually like. This is easily another Ernest Hemingway wine.
As noted, the incredibly archaic and stupid laws that are on the books guarantee that it's almost impossible to start a winery in this state.