Now comes the ‘vine’ part.
I fell in love with wine in about 20 years ago. I remember the day clearly. At the time, I was a trainer for an international company and I traveled a lot. This particular day I had just finished training in Anaheim California at the Disneyland Resort.
This was before California Adventure was built. On the grounds around Disneyland were hotels and shops and restaurants. I don’t even remember what it was called, but there was a wine bar in this little shopping area.
I went in and sat for a minute staring at the wine menu. I had no idea what to pick.
All I really knew about wine at the time was that there were red, white and pink ones.
Oh, and I knew my mother’s favorite wine came in a gallon jug and she kept it under the sink.
Anyway, I did what a lot of people do. I picked the most expensive wine by the glass because the most expensive wine must be the best, right?
I’m not sure if it was the best wine from their list, but it sure was good. It was a Clos du Bois Marlstone, I think it was a 1998.
For the first time in my life, I really tasted the wine. All of my days of ordering White Zinfindel (gasp!) were over. I was hooked.
There was just something about this wine that clicked for me and from that day forward I vowed to drink wine and learn as much as I could.
Wine became a regular part of my week. Enjoying it with friends and family, rewarding myself for work or personal accomplishments, you name it, wine had a place in my life.