A decade ago, despite living just an hour away in San Francisco, my visits to Napa Valley were readily-dwindling in regularity as tourism was then and is now, out of control. But in a nearly-final visit before moving to Spain, I decided to stop in to one of the most classic of classics, Stag’s Leap Wine Cellars. The $45 wine tasting (no visit) had at its end, either their Cask 23 or Fay eyedropper-ed into my glass and what I found was something that tasted so raw, oaky, rough, and […]