The Fermenting Rivalry
The thing you have to understand about the fermentation barn at our vineyard in Nababeep is that it hums, all day and all night, a low…
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The thing you have to understand about the fermentation barn at our vineyard in Nababeep is that it hums, all day and all night, a low…
We got married a year ago, when I was twenty-three and Lori was twenty-four, and then we spent almost the whole first year of it living in…
The off-season at the Sea Crest Resort is a strange kind of quiet.
Tiff asked me to house-sit again, and of course I said yes again.
The intercom crackled at 1:40 in the morning and I nearly jumped out of my chair.
Thirty-four years, folks.