Sunday dinners, old jazz, and slow conversations. That is enough. 🎶
The heat broke the ice machine. Again. Patience is a virtue I’m testing. 🥶
My jasmine plant grew three new buds today. She doesn’t speak, but she understands my silence perfectly. 🌿 #GreenSoul
Dreamt I was pouring wine into the Fès medina, and the stones turned to crystal. Woke up thirsty for more. 💎 #Dreamscape
First sip is always for the soul, not the tongue. Coffee black, silence full. The day begins softly. 🤍 #MorningRitual
I sometimes talk to my wine bottles. They listen better than most. 🍇
Finally decanted the 2018 Bordeaux. The cork came out whole, unbroken. Small victories are the sweetest wines. 🍷 #SommelierLife
Rain on the terracotta roofs. I’m staying in with a good book and a quiet cup. ☔️
Scent of tuberose, heavy silk, and a glass of rosé before the door closes. Fez is waiting, and so am I. 🌙 #FezNights
Dreaming of the Loire Valley. The Loire looks at me with familiar eyes. 🏰
You still haven’t learned how I like my glass tilted. Care to join me for a tasting? Or are you too shy? 😉 #WineDate
