A long long time ago, like practically right around the time I started writing this little blog, I posted a recipe about meatballs and a story about music, and how those things tie Chris and I together pretty succinctly. Coincidentally enough, I wrote that post right before we were about to head to California to do a little wine tasting, which is pretty much where we meet in the middle. He usually picks the music, I pick the food, and we both pick the wine. Love it like that. But a weekend or so ago, all we had to do was worry about the wine, which was easy because, well, we have a lot of it. It’s one of those ideas that felt like it should have been something we thought of on our own, but we just aren’t the entrepreneurial type, as it turns out. We are certainly...
