As a wine lover with an active imagination, I’d always pictured the French wine harvest as a cross between “Sideways” and “I Love Lucy,” a sun-drenched bacchanal featuring boozy lunches en plein air, rosy-cheeked peasants crushing fruit with their bare feet, and a bit of insouciant grape picking. But on my first morning of a week spent working in a Champagne vineyard, the clouds hung low and leade
It was a hot, late summer evening in Tuscan wine country — and, unexpectedly, I was getting a lesson in astrology. Inside a grid of cool, lush green vines, amid hills and valleys rippling toward the horizon, a cherubic woman in a wide straw hat named Helena Variara was pointing toward the sky. “You have days of fire, air and days of earth — the 12 constellations are our helpers,” she said matter-o
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