
Grapevine Tales
Below are the last columns written by Lyle Fujioka
As a 24-7 caregiver for my late wife Sue, it was a challenge for me to disengage and seek respite time. The nature of her terminal, neuromuscular disease required round-the-clock attention, and it became increasingly difficult to simply sleep.
Read Column>>In the past, I’ve conveyed insight into my pleasure/pain life as a wine merchant and my love of everything Italian. Vin Italy, Italy’s most prestigious wine fair, provided the setting where these two life forces collided and left me wondering why my airbag failed to deploy.
Read Column>>As a wine merchant, I’ve often been teased about what is perceived as having the ideal job. This conclusion seems reasonable when one considers the “work” requires tasting hundreds of wines, dining at the finest restaurants and traveling to the great wine regions of the world.
Read Column>>Who else but the Italians could have staged such a spectacular opening ceremony for the Winter Olympics? The drama, passion and engineering magnificence of Italian culture were all captured at Torino. The following is a recap of my lifelong love affair with everything Italian.
Read Column>>The one pilgrimage every wine lover usually makes is to Napa Valley. Nowhere in the world can you find the proliferation and density of wineries than the jewel of California. It would take weeks to visit every winery on Napa’s famed Highway 29 alone.
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