The far reaches of wine…
Last night, I was at Morrell’s Wine Bar in Midtown Manhattan with a friend who is preparing for the Master of Wine exam. We were chatting amongst ourselves when the gentleman next to us asks about the different “wine programs” we were discussing. Being the friendly people that wine drinkers tend to be, we engaged him in our conversation. From the offset, this gentleman did not appear to be your quintessential wine drinker, but as my momma always told me “Never judge a wine by its color”.
His name was Tony; he’s from the Bronx; he runs his own plumbing company; but he loves wine. His parents were Sicilian and he said he drank more wine as a kid than water. Now probably in his late 50’s maybe early 60’s, only guessing because he was discussing retirement, he’s started to take all the appropriate classes to take his recreational love to an educational level. His dream would be to have his own store or be a buyer for a wine list (sounds like someone I know 
). It just amazes me how many people, from all different walks of life, can come together to discuss and enjoy such a simple thing as wine.
When my friend and I left we turned to each other and said “Wine has become for EVERYONE!” Tony from the Bronx - I toast to you!