There's no way that you'd confuse it with one of its Burgundian cousins; it is quintessentially California, and it wears its California style proudly.
As an aside, the winemakers seem to be taking a wait-and-see attitude since the ultimate proof of the harm - or not - of the ongoing drought will be in the quality of the wines.
My Pentax DSLR's meeting the concrete a little too up close and personal last year was, let's just say, not good for its picture-taking health.
About 350 of my closest blogger friends and I decided that we couldn't live without spending a week in perfect weather!
Whether you're visiting San Francisco, Santa Barbara, Hollywood, the OC, or San Diego, there's always something to dazzle the eyes and to spark the romantic imagination.
It’s still about a month and a half away, and that makes me feel like a child waiting for Santa. Oh. Wait…
“It’s California,” I said to myself. “How hard could it be?” It was pretty damn challenging as it turned out. “This was a walk in the park,” said no CWAS student. Ever.
It's not unusual to do an overnight road trip to a "Wine Country" and back over the course of a weekend. Yes, it's so close that even a tourist to Las Vegas could take a couple of days to visit Wine Country. How great is that?
Unfortunately, that means that sometimes I miss on stocking up on wines that once opened, may not be replaceable. Like this one. Oh well.
I've spent some time reading the varying opinions of winemakers, wine growers, bloggers, columnists, ad nauseum, and finally decided to jump into the fray myself.
Karma's a bitch. But she's only a bitch if you give her reason to be. I think Karma's going to have a great time with these three clowns.
While the visit to Caesar's was pretty horrific - in fact, I haven't returned - the one jewel was the glass of Calera Pinot Noir which was presented to me to make up for all of the Wine Fubars they had committed.