Tomorrow is the first Roby day with two cars. We’ve got the land cruiser between us and we’re going to go pick some wine grapes. There’s a friend I met through a friend I met through church who owns a vineyard. In exchange for help grathering up a bunch of grapes he says he’ll give me some. A lot, actually. I told him I had a few big bottles and he said I’d need something like 250lbs of grapes by the sounds of it.

I have done no research, done no preparation, and given next to no thought to the wine making process. I have no idea how this will go. Each of the Aunts had a different suggestion for how it would go, so that’s out. 

The internet should help. 
Maybe even Chat GPT. 
It’s fascinating to imagine Nono being told that A. I don’t know how to make wine, and B. I’m learning from a half-baked AI nightmare. He’d probably be stoked that Fascism was on the rise though. Funny guy him.

In anycase, I’m quite glad to be making wine with his equipment. Hopefully it’s good. Some of it might even get used in communion.