What to do on a perfect July day in Ohio, when it is NOT raining (this year, that’s kind of rare) and you and two of your Winey friends want a girls’ day out? You hit the wineries, of course. For those of you who don’t know northeast Ohio, take that surprised look off of…
Well, I learned something new when I started drinking my latest wine choice. There are Alps in Australia. Who knew I’d get a geography lesson that day? I thought I was just buying a nice refreshing-looking wine for the weekend. It had a cute name: Frisk. And it was Riesling, but it was “prickly” Riesling….
“Hey, Mom, did you know that America’s oldest winery is right near here?” Oh, the joy in my Winey heart as the Winey Son, calling from West Point, uttered those happy words. He was planning some trips for us the week of graduation, and Brotherhood Winery of Washingtonville, NY was one of the first outings…
“Hey, Mom, did you know that America’s oldest winery is right near here?” Oh, the joy in my Winey heart as the Winey Son, calling from West Point, uttered those happy words. He was planning some trips for us the week of graduation, and Brotherhood Winery of Washingtonville, NY was one of the first outings…
I am all for waiting until AFTER Thanksgiving to haul out the Christmas decor. But that’s about it: I barely give it 24 hours until I start decking the halls. In fact, it is a Winey Family tradition that the day after Thanksgiving, we all (and by all I mean the dogs as well) head…
I am all for waiting until AFTER Thanksgiving to haul out the Christmas decor. But that’s about it: I barely give it 24 hours until I start decking the halls. In fact, it is a Winey Family tradition that the day after Thanksgiving, we all (and by all I mean the dogs as well) head…
Once again, my quest to try wines of different regions (internationally as well as nationally) took me to: my mother’s patio in New Jersey. Just wait, there is an international hook here. You may remember my mother from some other articles I have written. If you don’t, let me sum it up for you: the…
Once again, my quest to try wines of different regions (internationally as well as nationally) took me to: my mother’s patio in New Jersey. Just wait, there is an international hook here. You may remember my mother from some other articles I have written. If you don’t, let me sum it up for you: the…
Once again, my quest to try wines of different regions (internationally as well as nationally) took me to: my mother’s patio in New Jersey. Just wait, there is an international hook here. You may remember my mother from some other articles I have written. If you don’t, let me sum it up for you: the…
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