Oh we were bad boys and girls, but it was all worth it. Out to show wine for a few days in the market then the big pouring at the Wine Spectator events. The visit was a good one, my new grenache will be in Vegas locations soon. I think that is the perfect place for her these days.
The week was one long wild ride, as usual, and this time all those hellions we hang around with helped out. My favorite moment: sitting in the absolute jewelbox that is the dining room at Joel Robuchoun. I had an out of body experience during our very late dinner that stretched into the Vegas night like a seam up the back of a sheer, black stocking. The food was insane, the attention to detail stunning. I know a few new things now: I am a caviar slave, and my next sofa will be velvet in perfectly, deep violet.