Nashville Twist

I’m in Nashville this week for work and was able to meet up with my old buddies Adrian and Nick for dinner last night.  If you know Adrian, then you know that means I’m hungover right now.  He shares my passion for wine, and shows it in his 500 bottle cellar, which has a heavy tilt towards Cabernets and Rieslings.  That’s why I was quite pleased when Adrian started gushing about the bottle of 2009 Dry Run Pinot Noir we were sharing. 

A salesman by profession, by the end of any conversation with Adrian you will have somehow convinced yourself that what you really need in life is a new $30,000 mattress, which he can get you on discount.  I took him on his word, therefore, when he told me he would like to be commissioned to sell 12 to 24 cases of Dry Run wine to his friends and family each year.  So is this how it starts?  I remember hearing that KFC was founded from Colonel Sanders selling chicken out of the trunk of his car.  24 cases a year doesn’t exactly make for a global franchise, but it does help pay for a new crusher/destemmer.  Never mind that I lack both the license and the capacity to deliver.