He pictured fully armored shooters walking through the crowd. He continued hearing gunfire and bullets ricocheting. "The amount of life and death decision-making based on misinformation was incredible."
The grapes are the composer. Their variety and terroir establish the melody. The vineyard is the orchestra, the plants waking up each morning to the sounds of Mozart or Brahms. When they get in full swing, it’s a Beethoven.
After the doors opened in 2008, he would ask his dad each month how much money he could afford to spend. Every penny went into buying the best equipment he could afford. He now owns more than a million dollars worth of equipment, all paid for.
Most are on a first-name basis with Mel and to boot, seem to know the names of other patrons. And if they don’t, it doesn’t take long before everyone is talking, laughing and comparing notes on the wines.