Over the years we have made zinfandel and petit sirah from Mendocino, syrah from the Sierra Foothills, grenache and sangiovese from Auburn, and pinot noir from Napa and Petaluma Gap, with Steve’s approval, of course. He later moved to Oregon which fits his vibe better than stuffy Napa. “No goddamn Pope Valley merlot!” he liked to shout.
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Just get over here and take it before 8 am so they don’t see you.” We surreptitiously stripped the vineyard by 7:30 and made a truly memorable, tasty cabernet sauvignon.Īnother professional winemaker, Steve, a friend who made wine with us for years was more of an artiste in his winemaking. “I don’t have time to deal with that, but it’s good cab if you want it. “My boss wants me to make wine with the grapes in the little vineyard by the tasting room parking lot,” he said. One October Paul called early on a Saturday morning. He taught us to clean and sterilize everything meticulously. Paul across the street worked at a large, well-known winery and took the scientific approach he learned studying enology at UC Davis. Luckily, living in Napa, we are surrounded by real (read: paid) winemakers who are generous with extra wine, advice, equipment, and sometimes even grapes. It started with Richard and me, just the two of us and a dismal, second crop cabernet in 2005. We don’t make white wine because we can’t control the temperature of the garage well and keep it cool enough. We always make a red, sometimes two varietals, and usually a rosé. That’s a drop compared to a very small winery which may produce 5000 to 10,000 cases, but about all we can manage in our garage where we have to fit three half-barrels, two kegs, and countless glass carboys among the sleeping bags, old toys, and Halloween costumes. My husband, Richard, and I, with four friends, make between 40 and 60 cases of wine every fall. But sometimes, like when we started buying Fay vineyard grapes from Stags Leap, the scavenging pays off. Some years we don’t even buy Napa grapes because they cost too much. You could say we also scavenge grapes, buying the best of what we can find.
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There wasn’t even room for the hammock I scavenged from a free pile on the street, my eyes bigger than my backyard. We do live in Napa, but our backyard is tiny. When I tell people my husband and I are garage winemakers, the first thing they say is, “So you have a vineyard?” Well, no. Or, How Grapes From a World-Famous Vineyard Ended Up In My Garage
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