The Nuits Kid

On the train and off to Beaune. Pick up the car at Ada, une bonne addresse for a rental car in the area. I hopped into the cutest little red Fiat. Home to Bouilland! The white cliffs. The air. The cows. Becky and Russell! I crashed a White Burgundy symposium and after a class act Russell Cooked dinner and a kick ass assortment of whites, including two Batards, (Gagnard 2001 Batard and a Leflaive) I slept peacefully, dare I say almost happily. The next morning headed to the new kid in town Becky thought was an interesting story, Ray Walker. The young man was quietly cooling his heels on his first vintage, the 2009. So here's his short story. After doing winery grunt work in California in 2008, he was ready to plunge into the 2009. "I went looking for grapes. No one wanted to give me any. I found some petite sirah. My wife said, "We don't even drink petite sirah, are you sure? What do you really want to do" (already I LOVE his wife) She said, "If you really want to do this, do what you want. So where are those grapes? Santa Cruz Mountains? Come on,...