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I had the opportunity today to get my glass and my thief and my spit cup and go into the cellar to taste through barrels.

We call it barrel surfing and believe that it should be an Olympic sport (it’s that much fun!). Taste a barrel, make notes, sanitize the thief…taste another one. Lovely rhythm. The cellar is my church; the cellar is my home. 

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