Grin & Barrett A retrospective of Heidi Peterson Barrett’s wines Storyline
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Introduction Sacramento would be the site of a memorable tasting of one winemaker's body of work. But, before the entree, we indulged in a few appetizers...
I really needed a day like this: good company, good wine, good food. When all else is in turmoil, it sometimes helps to immerse yourself in the things that you love. With Monsieur Danger (Dahn-jer´) at the helm, we motored out of Vallejo and north to Napa.
Morning in Napa It was a gloomy day in the Valley - but, then again, how gloomy can Napa be? The clouds hung low,
and the air was cool and damp. Surely summer has gone, and crush
activity has moved from the vineyard and pad into the cellar. It seems
as if folks are taking a few deep breaths, now that the rush to bring in
the fruit has passed. I needed coffee, and
David needed to shop for wine, so the Oakville Grocery was our first
stop. Mary Danielak
is a
soft-spoken lady, which belies her experience and broad wine knowledge.
After a bit of a turnover in the staff recently at the home site, she
has emerged as the Wine Buyer. I left David and
Mary to chat about the
current available treats, and made my way to the front of the shop to
normalize my caffeine level. As I was waiting for my Redeye
(Depthcharge,
Bullshot - fill in the name of your local French Roast with a shot of
espresso) - who should walk in, but Nils Venge. He told us he would be
over at Saddleback for most of the day, and invited David and me over to
taste. |
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