I almost forgot . . .

. . . to tell you a quick story from today. The picture is of the press machine - a large contraption used to squeeze out valuable juice from the grape skins after you have already drained off the "free run" juice. After that is over, it must be cleaned out and that's a big job. Tonight, while I was completely inside of the big cylindrical tube, the lower doors shut and wouldn't re-open. No big deal except I had just used hot, steamy water to clean it and I was now trapped in my own little steam bath. The good news . . . I may have lost a few pounds and I discovered that I am not claustrophobic. When Eric rescued me from my winery cage, that sucker was clean - I can promise you that.