I am trying to figure out what is so distrustful about my looks. At public wine tastings it never fails that people come to my table, ask to taste, take a sip, look surprised and say: "Wow this is good.” I don’t get it. When I ask, “Why are you surprised?” they just shrug their shoulders look sheepish and walk away. I don’t like it when they ask me to pour my favorite wine. I have never had a favorite. Up to now.

I think I am falling in love with one of my wines. I have never done that before. I like all my wines. But I seem to be fixated on this one. I feel guilty. It is like knowing you love one of your children less than the others. That was the case with my mother and I was an only child! I don’t want the other wines to feel neglected. But, I just bottled the 2010 Civello and I am crazy about it! Is it the screw cap bottle? They are so easy to open. Go to the refrigerator, take out the bottle, and click. I am almost feeling like an addict. I love that sound. Click. Click. Click The wine is so fresh. I hope to drink it all before we release it.

California white wines are so dull and boring. There is no life to them any more. They don’t have anything to say. They just create a "been there done that response". Where did all the excitement go? Then she walked into my life. Civello. Why this particular bottling? Why now, in the red wine time of my life? Civello. Click. Click. Click. Like.