My name is John and I have a passion for and romance for the wines. I can sing praises about the wonders of wine. People have suggested that I should start a blog and I thought first why should I blog, when there are great periodicals and websites that rate wines and technical facts. Well, currently I have the time to be reflective and retrospective. That would not be my intention, I am more a raconteur, and I shall wax poetic about stories and incidents that have fueled my ardent passion for the wines.
I came from humble beginnings growing up in southwest Detroit, not a major center for wines, especially in the sixties. It was a working class area, that had many watering holes, but they were establishments where one could have a few beers or shots with friends, not the place to study the nuances of the toil of the winemakers.
It is from this location, that I eventually discovered “the grape” and I have been discovering it ever since. At times I may seem to be rambling in my expositions, and I probably will. Stories may be short and sweet, or long depending on my muse.
The Wine Raconteur 