This is that girl’s sweat you tasted you’ll never forget.

This is that week at the lake with your more energeteic parents–younger than you are now–where the sand and campfire and clear mountain water between your toes makes you wonder how they kept it all together and will never end.

This is that paragraph you re-wound because it insulted your vocabulary with juxtapositions you never dreamed possible.

This is the clack of heels on cobblestone enjoying a cigarette un-judged in France while fall-morning sunlight dries last night’s street-washing.

This is exiting a corner in perfect throttle-steer in 2nd wondering if you have enough time for 3rd before the next hard right.

This is the 20-second bridge in a song you bought the whole album for.

This is a meme so dank it perfects contrary alignments.

This is a dish so expertly executed in its simplicity you need to order thirds.

This is really good Pinot. A dusty elevation of nuances and flashes of acidity compelling fruit to exuberant detail.

2020 MARITANA Pinot Noir Jenkins Ranch RRV 13.2

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