Wine

“Don’t wine-lovers love every kind of wine and find any excuse to enjoy it?”

So says Socrates in Plato’s Republic.

What I mean to say is that my love of ancient philosophical ideas seems to have been waiting for the day I would fall in love with wine.

It happened in Australia when I became the president of my college’s Senior Common Room and gained access to its storied cellar. Treasures heaping, and I was like an illiterate barbarian looking in the window. So I took a couple of wine courses, visited some wine spots, and even got dirty and tired doing harvest tasks.

I can’t stop. The wine bug bit me and I think I’m in it for life. I hold a WSET Level 3 certificate, and I am set to start my Diploma study this year.

Places I’ve visited:

Mornington Peninsula (Australia)

Yarra Valley (Australia)

Adelaide Hills (Australia)

Clare and Eden Valleys (Australia)

Barossa Valley (Australia)

Tasmania (Australia)

Colchagua Valley (Chile)

San Antonio Valley (Chile)

Tuscany (Italy)

Santa Barbara (California)

Paso Robles (California)

Temecula (California)

Finger Lakes (New York)

The bucket list:

Burgundy

Champagne

Piedmont

Etna