I found myself in Paris this past week, lost in the labyrinth of VinExpo. From Monday to Wednesday, I wandered the cavernous halls, tasting my way through the world—France to Italy, Georgia to California, the familiar to the esoteric. By day’s end, my palate was shot,...
Rediscovering the Art of Taking a Chance
I found myself in a Parisian barbershop. Another test of instinct. The doubt crept in the moment I...
The Things That Stay
The belt was stiff, thick, and smelled like real leather should. Not the overly-processed,...
Uncorking Truths: From JFK to $9.99 Bottles
Buenos Aires, Argentina It was a week that felt like riding a pendulum. This week Trump’s...
Question Everything—Even Wine
Dear Reader, The Surgeon General recently issued a stark advisory linking alcohol to cancer risk....
The Buenos Aires of the North
The last year has been spent zigzagging between Paris and Buenos Aires, two cities separated by...
The Greatest Political Experiment of Our Time
Santa Fe, Argentina Last time I wrote to you, I was deep in Patagonia—where the lakes whisper...
The Luxury of Time: Where Wine Meets Markets
"Do you think it's finally time to invest in Argentina?" The question hung in the air at the Agora...
The Sun and Shadows of Buenos Aires
Diego, writing from Buenos Aires Dear Reader, December has arrived. The sun is shining in Buenos...
Thanksgiving at Gualfín
Editor's Note: This week we wanted to share this essay from Will’s sister Mariah, who spent...
Is Pomerol the Best Wine in the World? Understanding the Finest Bordeaux Terroir
Why are some Bordeaux wines so expensive? This French region is home to several of the most...
The Great Turkey Paradox
Dear Friends, “We can’t guarantee we’ll leave you money when we’re gone, but we can guarantee you...
Never be THAT guest
Paris, France It snowed in Paris this week. Not much, but snow’s so rare here it’s always an...
