Of Wine, Hand Gel and Heartbreak
HUNAWIHR, France — The tanker-truck pulled up and it was time to let it go. The decision to send the wine to the distillery had been made weeks ago. It still hurt. Soon the wine would be hand gel. “We’ve got to load it up now,” said Jérôme Mader, a 38-year-old winemaker, muttering to himself.…
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