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		<title>By: Wine Shop Clerk</title>
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		<dc:creator>Wine Shop Clerk</dc:creator>
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		<description>Yikes! My story is similar to yours or at least we have a lot in common. I&#039;ve lived in Northern California&#039;s wine country for over 30 years. As a college student in the early 1970s I would visit the wineries with friends because it was a fun experience, not because I appreciated the fine wines. In fact, I thought it was &quot;just agriculture land&quot; and not much action unless a slow tractor is your speed. 

A jug wine was the way to go. The choices were simple too: Burgundy, Chablis and Rose. To go first class we got a craffe. Fast forward. When two buck Chuck was introduced I bought a whole case. Wow, wine in a real bottle with a cork too. Then I graduated to white zin. After I swore I would never drink it again I changed.

My son had grown up and we visited Napa Valley with a different point of view, plus my budget was bigger. I loved all of it and could not come back often enough. This was the way I liked wine. At the same time my food preferences expanded greatly and I&#039;m still experimenting with great wines from all over the map.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yikes! My story is similar to yours or at least we have a lot in common. I&#8217;ve lived in Northern California&#8217;s wine country for over 30 years. As a college student in the early 1970s I would visit the wineries with friends because it was a fun experience, not because I appreciated the fine wines. In fact, I thought it was &#8220;just agriculture land&#8221; and not much action unless a slow tractor is your speed. </p>
<p>A jug wine was the way to go. The choices were simple too: Burgundy, Chablis and Rose. To go first class we got a craffe. Fast forward. When two buck Chuck was introduced I bought a whole case. Wow, wine in a real bottle with a cork too. Then I graduated to white zin. After I swore I would never drink it again I changed.</p>
<p>My son had grown up and we visited Napa Valley with a different point of view, plus my budget was bigger. I loved all of it and could not come back often enough. This was the way I liked wine. At the same time my food preferences expanded greatly and I&#8217;m still experimenting with great wines from all over the map.</p>
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