Apr 25, 2012
Mayhem Red.
The wine you’re about to enjoy should not exist.
Halfway through the growing season wildfires ripped through our vineyard. At the winery, our grape crusher slipped and broke his collarbone before the ferment was stolen and later recovered in Mexico. On its way to the bottling plant, the delivery truck swerved to miss a pothole, drove off a small cliff, rolled four times and exploded. Yet, the barrels remained unscathed. The question is not what to drink it with, but whether to open it at all.