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.