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Malibu Coast vintners — all 52 of them — are doing a victory dance right now.
Well, I was funny through all levels and made it for the finals! Who knew that talking about my dating life could be so hysterical.
I spent a lot of days doing little at home other than vegging on my recliner, drinking copious amounts of water (we had an incredible heat wave and I touched little other than water and juice), and watching TV. The good life.
Which means that you will be forced to visit their wine countries in order to buy many of the wines. I'm good with that.
For many years, Nevada wines were known for their relentless mediocrity - they seemed to be White Zinfandel wannabes - and there wasn't much that the serious wine person could glean from them other than a collective meh.
This is "as is" with no corrections, and once again, I apologize for any typos and any gibberish.
“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?
Was it genuine respect, damning with faint praise, or was I being overly skeptical of the tone of Wine Enthusiast's gushing press release? You tell me.
We were having such a good time - and The Wineaux Guy™ was a magnet with his huge hat - that the next thing we knew, we were being escorted out at the end of the event. What!? How did that happen!?
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