A local-er Vineyard

So, I was in our Piggly Wiggly the other day, and I found saw a wine display with local wine. And by local, I mean 45 minutes or so from here. Close enough to drive to pick up the wine. I haven’t opened it yet, because I have to finish the Bald Head Red first, but when I do open it, if it’s any good, I’ll let you know. One has to go slowly, you know, to avoid having other folks enquire about one’s need for addiction treatment. But really, how did we get so many vineyards? And how can I not try them all?

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