While Americans are told at an early age that alcohol is a big no-no for our beloved children, in Europe, they’ve been doing it for centuries and those kids all turned out fine (WWII Axis power dictators notwithstanding).
So when our then three-year old cherub, Joss (pictured above) asked for a sip of my wine, then proceeded to say, “Mo”, while reaching for the glass like Ponce de Leon, I knew he must be my child.
He has since tried many a sip of wine over the next three years and although his vocabulary now includes the properly pronounced “more”, his kindergarten-esque passion for wine is as strong as ever. Thus Daddy Winebucks, blog# 456,768,311,000,000 was born this day on the World Wide Interweb.
My plan is to write about all manner of subjects wine and kids related, regaling you not only with tales from the winery trenches in my daily life, as partner in Waugh Cellars and Six Degrees, but also those of being the best husband in the world (my words) to raising two young boys, one of whom, due to his excessive drinking has already earned a waiting list spot at Promises in Malibu.
I’ll pepper in book and restaurant reviews, as well as my own wine ratings (system TBD) from both me and the kid, who nearing six has already tasted 25 vintages of d’Yquem (okay, that’s a lie – just wanted to link them).
C’mon, wine reviews from a child? A must read, no?
Take that Gary V! 
Welcome…
All right Eric!
My 10 year-old son has become rather good at identifying wines. I thought of doing a blog called “10 year-old wine tastings” but his mother would have HER lawyers eviscerate me…
Wishing you good blogging!
You and I are long lost brothers in wine… or East Coast philosophy… or something. I love the blog. In fact, it is the rare one that I read and go… dang, I wish I wrote that. Okay, maybe I don’t use the word “dang,” but all the kids do. And my lovely daughter also enjoys a pinky in the glass… and actually seems to know what is good and what is not. Or at least what she likes, which is all that should count anyway. Maybe they’re not our kids at all… maybe Robert Parker has been getting around. Wine slut.
Thanks for the great blog. Just let me know when we’re moving to Tuscany!