Icewine Guy in Abkhazia I wasn’t there to take in war stories.  The 16 year old bullet holes in the […]
I marvel that in the former Soviet Union there are a very large number of babies born and named Svetlana.   […]
I met Fred Weir at the Canadian Embassy Icewine tasting in Moscow in June.  Fred is a fellow Canadian who […]
Part 1 left off with Max, Teddy, the Macedonian and I having dinner in a seaside cafe in Sukhumi. During […]
Max is taking me for a tour of the main Sukhumi waterfront.  For me this means a stroll along a […]
In 1954 James Bond ordered the first ‘ultra cool martini’ by uttering these words: “A dry martini,” he said. “One. […]
“The morning shadows are long and the waterfront park is slowly filling with locals, chatting over Turkish coffee and beginning […]
The flight to Sochi was uneventful, other than I could speak English with nobody. The regional airline, S7 gave a […]
I am not here to sell Icewine. I am here to drink in this place called Abkhazia. It is my […]
Abkhazia is a difficult place to write about, but I have to describe Abkhazia before I can write about some […]

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