Forgive me America...

...when I say this, but you have NOTHING on European wines.

As Gianni complemented my husband for his impeccable palette and ability to describe his wines "beautifully," I smiled and realized (more so) why Nathan loves wine.

It's the tradition--the hundreds of years it has taken to perfect a single bottle; the generations through which the vines have been passed down; the hundreds of hands that have gently cared for, pruned, and harvested the fruits of the vines; the science and technology that continuously develops but most importantly stays the same; and lastly, the time you get to enjoy this tiny piece of history, perhaps with a loved one, sitting in the pleasant Tuscan evening air, smelling the wood fired oven, and watching the pink and blues of the sky as the sun departs and gives you rest from another beautiful day.

Perhaps, I thought, this is why Nathan loves wine.







And then I started to love it too.