started to prune, give that funky and unpleasant musty fold to its phenolics. On a drive, how I […]
Tasting Notes
8/5/12 — Friday night. Well, mine. Thinking only of verse. But more so, in moment instant, enveloped in […]
started to prune, give that funky and unpleasant musty fold to its phenolics. On a drive, how I […]
8/5/12 — Friday night. Well, mine. Thinking only of verse. But more so, in moment instant, enveloped in […]