Oh. My. Goodness. Look at her shoes. And after Labor Day no less. Shudder. She’s wearing… white! The prevailing opinion, be it for marketing or merely historical convenience, is that for every wine there is a season: Red for Autumn and Winter and Rose for Spring. White belongs to Summer. Nonsense! In the words of my friend Frank Morgan: drink what you like. And might I add, when you like! Many think of Albariño as […]
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