China and its Discontents

The Sound of… Bicycling through Austrian Vineyards

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But as we wandered past rooster pens and over loamy soil at the Konrad Family farm, I began to believe him. Sure enough, by 11 that morning, as the thermometer was breeching 90 degrees, we were tucked into the Konrad Family’s cool, intimate grotto, drinking a savory gelber muskateller 2009 served by Gabriella, a quiet Austrian whose English was limited to ‘yes,” “no” and “more?”.

Uh… more?


Written by Will

October 16th, 2010 at 11:08 pm

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