HDH Wine

Eric and I participated at the Hart Davis Hart Burgundy wine auction at Tru Chicago a few weeks back.  More specifically, we were there with a client, assisting them in their burgundy bids.  This was our first live auction and it was nerve-wracking.  Fun, crazy fun, bordering on maniacal, but nerve-wracking.  In fact, writing about it now, I’m feeling that nervous gut all over again. (In a few weeks we plan to roll out a new post with photo montage focusing on all the fantastic folks and restaurants we visited during our short time in Chicago–a killer time! Who knew?)

Seriously, in the past few weeks.

Nervous stomach:  blog piece

Don’t get me wrong, it’s an exciting time, but damn, I’m nervous and agitated about everything now

If pushing comes to shove, I’m shoving. Really it’s just myself, no one gets hurt here.

Wre a little out of the way, but see, that’s the point, anything worthwhile we need to work just a little bit harder for.  We want to be a ocummunity hub and not just for our customers, but for the wine trade.

PWS Blog piece

Physical address, waitig on licensing, need to do some creative revenue seeking:  auctions

We’re still liearing of course but we’ve become pretty good at it.

So it’s been a ridiculously busy past few weeks: Chicago for the above half million dollar wine auction, a presentation for the Virginia Wine Board in Charlottesville, then to San Diego for the cellar drop off.

It’s funny though:  I was spectacularly nervous about the whole thing, renting a cargo van, driving around with about 20 cases of wine, particularly a 1959 Maison Leroy and thinking, hey, my parents were married in 1959. So although I was crazy nervous about it all, in that one moment when I thought about my parents I realized that without even drinking the 1959, I had a memory association anyway.  And I can picture myself in that van, smirking, because I know Eric and I are crazy busy but crazy happy in the business.