Last month, My husband's company invited us to share in enjoying a prize won by Matt's new team-members. Although he's a month old in the ranks, they graciously extended the invite to both of us to come romp through wineries, spa treatments, and upscale meals in Sonoma. The above shot was mid tour at Ravenswood Winery. It's an interesting thing to stand between a native of Champagne, France (one of Matt's co-worker's) and a veteran California Wine Guide in a battle of snobbery. Standing on a slope in a fresh green field, sun warming our faces enough to make us forget that in the shade we could see our breath, looking up to 4 lonely rows planted at higher altitude for a particular vintage, full tasting glasses in hand, feeling erudite and elite, THIS is California.