Writing about wine for a living is a rather rare occupation, and it often leads to cocktail party interrogations about — you guessed it! — wine.

So what has long been rumored in the undercurrents of our fair city has come to frightful fruition — I have gone certifiably insane.

Editor's note: Recent flooding in the Walla Walla Valley led to multiple road closures in the region, including some of the roads mentioned in this story. Proceed with caution.

“All aboard!” — It was once a common utterance in the Walla Walla Valley. Now, it is relegated to a quaint bit of nostalgia.

At 8 a.m. on a December morning, an event in the West Complex Visiting Room at the Washington State Penitentiary, was about to put three diverse groups of readers together for a book discussion.

While her daughters, ages three and seven, were playing in the fresh January snow that blanketed the Walla Walla area, Sadie Drury was spending her two-week sabbatical walking hectares of vineyards in the summer heat of South Australia.

During my first visit to the South, I of course ordered a bowl of shrimp and grits. I was sadly disappointed. The grits were a big bowl of blah punctuated by rubbery shrimp.

Joel Huesby is an innovator, with 400 organic acres right the middle of the Walla Walla Valley.

Super Milton Market along Highway 11 in Milton-Freewater may be a mom-and-pop shop, but this mamá y papá — operated by Imelda and Juan Figueroa — packs a different flavor than your traditional American corner store.

Minimalism wasn’t something that necessarily came naturally to Chloe Pease, but once she caught the bug, she was hooked.

“I was so naïve as a kid I used to sneak behind the barn and do nothing.”

On the 100th anniversary of the start of the American Prohibition, the buzz in the wine world is once again a conflation of not-so-good news.

If those divots on your couch tell a tale of too much digital screen time, a buyer at Walla Walla’s Book & Game Co. can steer you toward plotting your own drama without advertisements and subscriptions.

You never know where two llamas may take you.

The Walla Walla Valley and its surrounding hills are an inland ocean of wheat.

As warmer weather approaches, the collector, the frugal and the curious are drawn to newspaper ads, Facebook posts and sidewalk sandwich boards announcing yard sales and the most extensive of reselling — estate sales.