Mulberry Jam

My husband and I had resolved we would only buy wines that were special in some way. By that we meant no wines that could be produced better elsewhere. I didn’t want wine that was pretty good for a New York wine, but wine that was worth drinking no matter where it was from. I thought that would be a pretty tough standard based on my past experience with the region, but instead we found ourselves struggling to narrow down the list as the tastings progressed and we grew more and more impressed. . . . → Read More: Wine Tasting in the Finger Lakes