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.
Drinking this wine and imagining oysters made me think of a Hemingway quote from A Moveable Feast: As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture...
I mean really? Does Nevada need a wine industry? After all, money isn’t everything.
There is absolutely no vestige of the iconic casino that used to be in this place. From the outside walls to the inside casino, everything has been completely redone.
Let’s just say that the very first thing I did during the service portion more or less guaranteed that I wouldn’t walk out with my Certified pin in hand. It was ugly.