Delusions and Delights

Wine Travel Beyond the Socials

I am not Italian. My daughter reminds me of this regularly. Why? Because I have long been convinced that some part of me, somewhere down the line had to be. I talk with my hands, I love to make Italian food and wine, I love Italian culture, I love Italians, and I feel a deep connection with the Mediterranean country every time I visit. Now, I imagine I…