Harvest is pretty much behind us and my mind wanders.
I never fail to find an interesting tidbit browsing through Ernie’s wine books and the other day I was in the City doing that. I stumbled across several fables about the origin of wine and one caught my attention. This particular story had it that grapes stored in a jar “spoiled” and the result was labeled as poison. One of the women living in the group (the story said harem) was suffering from what we would now term a migraine and believing that she would only find relief from the migraine by taking her life, consumed the “poison” and promptly passed out. After sometime, she awoke and was surprised to find herself among the living and the migraine cured. Of course the group immediately set out to make more of the miracle product. Bonded winery #1, I am sure.
So there you have it, wine has been helping people feel better since the very beginning. I am doing my best to see that you all feel better!