It was the summer of 2002. The wind was howling on the Niagara Escarpment as busloads of wine journalists and dignitaries arrived to a tidy cleari
Read MoreNote: The smell of fermenting grapes is in the air in Niagara. Harvesters and pickers are in the vineyards scooping up plump and juicy grapes in a
Read MoreCh-ch-ch-ch-changes … yes, it’s that time of year when the grapes begin to fall in Niagara and winemakers begin what seems like an annual shuffle
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Read MoreSOUTH OKANAGAN, B.C. — I find myself riding shotgun with Donald Triggs in a big honkin’ bright white 4X4 with my nervous-looking sister Kim and he
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