Our very own Foodster has the whole dad-blamed Squires

[Thomas]

Vouvray,

it was quite a discussion, and as I said, the guy I mainly had it with emailed me and told me how much he enjoyed it.

It was one needy person who has been seeking to get at me for months who found an opportunity to play his silly ego trip game.

The experience has soured me on the idea of offering for free those things I've worked years to discover and accomplish. In other words, if I'm going to have to put up with schoolyard shenanigans, I might as well get paid for it.

I am officially out of all conversations about wine online. Really. I've had my fill.

This was my first ever Internet wine board--and I loved Jerry Mead--so I'll pop in and out. But I can't do this stuff anymore.