100 Wines: A Chronicle, #24

In September 1984, a friend of ours, Jane Sharding, one of the city's best organists and choir directors, was going to Paris, and she asked me, in full blithe innocence, if she could bring me

something. You know how people do that on the eve of departure, with a little laugh, expecting you to say, "Oh, don't bring me anything, just send a postcard." Well…