
I need a stiff drink!
In less than a couple of months our eldest son will be graduating high school, heading to Europe for a boys adventure and then starting college and the next ch...

Hats, Horses and Henley
Summer is upon us and I have a myriad of hats in the closet calling for my attention, but most events in California wine country are a much more casual affair ...

A Right Royal Distillation
It takes a village to raise a gin, and we baby our beauty right from the still until it passes your lips! As it happened, our most recent distillation started ...

My love of British Pubs
When people ask me what I miss most about the motherland, I always respond with the obvious: “family and friends”, but a close third on my list would be the pu...

The Lure of Gin Palaces
A Gin Palace was originally the English name for a lavish establishment selling gin. The first 'Gin Palaces' were built in the late 1820s, with interiors influ...

'Tis The Ski Season
Ski season is a welcome distraction this year. It’s something that we all look forward to right around the time that the clocks go back. In an attempt to mix b...
Gin to the Chin!
Ever since our teenage sons joined the Sugar Bowl Freeride Team and we started leasing at Serene Lakes during ski season, it has become one of our New Year’s ...

Fifty Days Since the Fires
Did I mention that writing a blog is out of my comfort zone? Well, this is probably the hardest blog I’ll write. It’s been fifty days since a terrifying fires...

Some Gin (and Ginny) History
In past times, each Royal Navy sailor was entitled to a tot of rum (one-eighth of an imperial pint) and officers were entitled to gin. (This practice was only...

What’s in a name?
I was a mistake. When my mother, at the age of 41, gave birth to her fourth daughter she gave the job of naming me to my 3 teenage sisters. Virginia was the w...