Friday, August 26, 2011


The first time Paul and I visited Harpersfield, we sat on the deck and listened to an accordian player in a yard that felt like it could be in France.  We went back in the winter and sat by the large hearth and sipped red wine to keep warm.  We took friends with us on a weekend when a band entertained and the crowd became routy.  While researching the book, the owners welcomed me to their table and told me their tales.  I'm looking forward to being there again this coming Sunday to share my book and drink a glass or two of Wes Gerlosky's exceptional hand-crafted French-inspired wine.   

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