Balance, Bubbles, and Bertolucci

SAHMmelier

Nearly two decades ago, a film set in the Tuscan countryside provided my first wine-related epiphany. Not through her teenage prattle or any life-changing plot, but through one scene in particular. The rich golden rays on a rustic table, wildflowers and clinking glasses, laughter and debate beneath the branches. I remember so clearly thinking: THAT. That is what I want in my life.

Perhaps the memory is idealized, it has been half a lifetime ago, but the sentiment remains strong. It is a moment I’ve chased, and caught several times. Outside of Rome, on the hills of Sonoma, the Hill Country of Texas, and even whispers of it in downtownAustin.

Whether it wasthe breadthof the table, the diversity of the group, the lively conversationor the Old World wines, something about a recent wine lunch reminded me of that movie. Gregory White PR held a lunch at Second Bar and Kitchen…

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