After brutal TR day, open the Pinot I bought at Oakville while sandwich was being made. Only $15, and now sipping I again realize that price doesn’t mean a thing. Of course somms, other wine “journalists” will argue price is relevant, but it’s not ever in my mind. Russian River producer that I know quite well, whose bottles are anywhere from $50-something to $80-something, would have trouble with this in a blind (on which is preferred). Think about my writing this morning, piece I’ll sell. And I WILL sell it. Want the same for morrow. Deserved after today.