Archive for the ‘Personal’ Category

Dec 22, 2015

A Wine Blogger’s Resolve

As I’ve said before, New Year resolutions are good. They focus your attention on what one should do, if only for that moment while considering the resolutions. Plus, if you are a stick-to-it kind of person they provide you with presumably worthy goals for the next six months. So, I have a few resolutions for 2016. 1. Drink Up More of My Cellar It’s starting to pile up. Plus, I don’t drink nearly enough. Also, now that my son, Henry…

Dec 1, 2015

Blogging With the Anti-Wine Blogger

Today marks the finish of the 11th year of publishing FERMENTATION. That’s 11 years, 132 Months, 4,015 days, 96,360 minutes as a blog publisher. I still call myself a blogger rather than a “publisher” or “communicator”. It just seems right. The 2,938 posts that I’ve put up in that time are in fact “posts”, not articles. And I only publish me. So, it’s still a “Blog” However, I’ve not posted nearly as much in the past year as I have…

Nov 26, 2015

The 20 Reasons This Wine Geek is Thankful

For which a wine geek gives thanks…. For the symbolic and aesthetic beauty of glass of wine For my family and friends who drink it with me For the cork in perfect condition after 20 years in the bottle For the crisp fall days in wine country For all my wine clients, past and present For the wineries that send this blogger samples, even known I don’t reviw For the surprise that comes when finding a forgotten bottled tucked away…

Nov 20, 2014

Thoughts After A Decade of Wine Blogging

Over the last ten years this wine blog has published 2,873 posts. This equates to 1.1 posts per week day since November 2004. So, I can say, at the very least, that I’ve achieved the “Daily” part of this blog’s name: FERMENTATION: The Daily Wine Blog. I can’t say for sure what else I have accomplished. I never set a goal for this blog at the outset or since. I only wanted to say things about wine, culture, politics and…

Aug 24, 2014

The Napa Earthquake Strikes

I think I slept through the first 5 seconds of the earthquake. But that’s all. Upon waking I was confronted by the duel familiarities of the most unnatural sound of cacophonous rumbling and crashing and the feeling of the floor moving beneath my feet. Even in the pitch dark of my bedroom I knew what was happening. I also knew immediately that my wife and child were not next to me. I heard the screams of my wife coming from…