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If you are a true wine connoisseur, the next step in appreciating a fine wine may be to make your own wine at home. While the process may seem to be complicated, wine can be made rather easily at home. Before beginning the process of making your own wine at home it is important to understand the basic steps of winemaking. In order to make wine at home you will need either grape concentrate or grapes. If you have a sufficient growing area, you may choose to grow your own grapes and make wine from that. If you choose to use grape concentrate, keep in mind that you will need to use high quality grape concentrate. This can be purchased online as well as in wine and home brewing stores. In addition, you will need yeast and brewing equipment. If this is your first batch of wine you may wish to consider purchasing a wine kit rather than buying all of your equipment separately. After you have had a chance to experiment with making wine at home and decided whether it is an endeavor you wish to continue you might then begin accumulating various pieces of equipment for brewing larger batches of wine. There are five to eight basic steps involved in the process of making wine, depending on whether you are using grapes or concentrate. If you are using grapes then the fruit will obviously need to be harvested first. After the grapes have been harvested, you will then need to remove the stems from the grapes. This is an absolutely essential step as very bitter tannins are contained in the stems that can have a heavy influence on the wine.
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After returning from the Middle East, Johnny Edwards buys an old BMW and restores it at his mechanics garage in Del Mar, California. They get the idea for a road trip to the Historic Races in Monterey. Even though his friend backs out Johnny makes the drive through the back roads and highways of Central California to quiet Monterey. However, Monterey is anything but quiet this time of the year and is a gear-heads dream. He meets up with the locals and stays at the neighborhood campground. Tasting the local fare he meets up with some winemakers out in Carmel Valley and redirects his race attention to that of making some great red wine. A prominent Carmel Valley winemaker teaches him the old fashioned traditional methods of harvesting, crushing and bottling wines. This is a once in a lifetime adventure that only a wine enthusiast could appreciate.
Jesse believes that the future will be better. One day, he'll make up for all his mistakes and achieve perfection. That belief had sustained him for most of his sixty-five years. It helped him get through the bad times, those days when the brandy failed to drown the sorrow and shame. When sleep unleashed painful memories that refused to fade. He still has some bad days as he lives out his autumn years in Dublin. But his worst days were in New York in 1976. After that city had nearly crushed him, he'd fled to Dublin, a broken man. But he was determined to rebuild himself, brick by brick, improving day by day. Back in the 1970s, Jesse was a successful young ad man on Madison Avenue. He'd succeeded because he was willing, indeed eager, to do anything to advance his career. He'd endure countless dinner parties where cloaks and daggers dangled behind the wine and cheese. He'd sleep with anyone who could bring him closer to his goals. And he'd punch those who stood in his way. It all seemed like a good plan, right up until the day he brought a pistol to work. For years in those offices and meeting rooms, they all thought they were kings, living it up in their high palaces of power. As it all fell apart for Jesse in 1976, he realised they were all just fumbling in the dimestore. Throughout it all, his wife Clara stood by him. Until he finally pushed her away. She could see he was drowning and tried to reach him, but he just lashed out and ruined the one remaining good thing in his life. And then fled from the wreckage. As the chaos whirled around him, Jesse found some solace in blues songs. He still listens to those songs now that he's settled in Dublin. Some days, he hears Bob Dylan singing about a world that's condemned, a world that needs Blind Willie McTell to sing at its funeral. Other days, it's Fingers Flaherty bawling about a life that's crumbling in his hands. No matter how bad Jesse felt - and he often felt beyond terrible - he knew that at least his life wasn't as fraught as Flaherty's. And now that the storms have long passed, Jesse still often thinks that Flaherty is the only person who understands him. Jesse's life is less volcanic now. Instead of trying to shoot his work colleagues, he simply tries to avoid the domestic squabbles that clatter around him in the apartment building. He enjoys the company of his young neighbour Moses, a relentlessly unhappy cubicle rat lost in the maze of office politics. He learns to tolerate Bill and Tiffany, the volatile couple across the hall whose love for each other is so strong, it threatens to rip them apart. Most important of all, he tries to build a meaningful relationship with Lucy, the widow in the next apartment. As they grow closer together and slowly reveal more of their memories to each other, Jesse feels the uncomfortable presence of the New York ghosts getting stronger. Jesse knows he isn't perfect. He's made many mistakes and will probably make more in the future. Now, with the possibility of contentment finally within his grasp, will he be allowed one final chance to be happy? Or will the ghosts from his past once again refuse to lie down in their graves?
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