Snobs who look down on sweet wines and those who drink them rob themselves of the magic of discovering something delightful. 

It’s happened more times than I can count. Just before I take my first sip of the day’s first beverage that isn’t for business, one of my customers recognizes me.

East New York and The International Culinary Center, united by architectural gingerbread in Michele's essay "Under Construction"

A day in the life of a Brooklyn writer and wine shop manager--and newsletter editor!