In the wine business, there are good nights and there are bad nights. And then there are those unforgettable nights when you are reminded what a blessing it can be to be in this trade.

This morning as I’m waiting to board an early flight back to Houston from one of my favorite cities in America, I am feeling immense gratitude for the dinner Chef Pat Pascarella and his team prepared for our Abruzzo consortium dinner last night at his amazing Alici Oyster Bar in Atlanta.

If only you could hear the oohs and aahs that met the presentation of his brodetto, one of the iconic dishes in Abruzzese gastronomy! And the notes of elation didn’t just come from the wine professionals who attended our event. Even my colleagues from the consortium, the president and communications director, were wowed by the menu and the meal.

In my line of business, there are nights when you arrive at your event and the wine is still in its boxes waiting to be wiped of its Styrofoam snow. And then there are NIGHTS when you arrive at the venue and the staff has already chilled the whites and Cerasuolo with ice tubs at the ready.

Chef Pat, I cannot thank you enough for the thoughtful and truly heartfelt menu. And your team, my goodness, what an incredible group of young restaurant pros.

I’m also feeling grateful for all the Atlanta wine folks who came out to taste and chat with us. This was my second event for Abruzzo in Atlanta and let me tell you, this city has a vibrant and rich wine scene. And there is a feeling of solidarity and collegiality matched only by the professionalism of its members.

Last night’s dinner was one of those great ones that make you remember why we get up at the crack of dawn to rush to airport and board another plane… and do it all again.

Atlanta, mon amour, I hope to see you soon!