Thursday eve, May 4, 6:30 at the Cranbury Library
From Vine to Glass Touring the Fine Wines in New Jersey
As the sixth largest producer of wine in the United States, New Jersey boasts 55 commercial wineries and a growing number of wine-grape farms. And in the Dionysian Society blind tasting pitting the best wines of France and California vs. New Jersey – guess who took top honors? Wine author and hobby vintner Bart Jackson guides you around the Garden State’s wine offerings, explaining what grapes thrive in her four growing regions, and what winery events not to miss. (Opera & wine, anyone?) Bart also provides tips on selecting, tasting, and growing, as well as some of the best ways to launch your own wine trail explorations. All is presented with good humor and touches of history…(Do you know how many wineries in Burlington county were closed at the outset of Prohibition?) Come and discover the tasteful bounty growing all around us.
Bart Jackson, author of The Garden States Winery Guide, is a veteran advocate and explorer of New Jersey’s wine industry. Since 1995, he and his wife Lorraine have grown the grapes in their own hobby vineyard in Cranbury from which they joyfully press and produce their own Chateau Bonne Chance vintages. Bart is CEO of Prometheus Publishing, hosts The Art of the CEO radio show, and is the founder of The Prometheus Social Enterprise Awards, bringing the most inventive social contributors to light. His other books range from Whitewater – Running the Wild Rivers of North America to the bestselling CEO of Yourself – Getting Down to the Business of Your More Rewarding Life. As a globe-trotting journalist, Bart has carted his pen and curiosity and wine thirst through over 80 countries. His most prized writings are the poems penned to his bride Lorraine, which are published on the north wall of their Cranbury home.
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We are indeed children of the light. When we first realize that the darkest day of late December’s winter solstice lies behind us, we celebrate this season of hope with Christmas, Saturnalia, and many other northern hemisphere rites. Now, when that daylight comes literally into full flower, dazzling our eyes with daffodils, forsythia, and small buds of high promise, we emerge from hope into resurrected joys. We celebrate Easter and the return of every new life under the sun. Once again, we sense opportunity – visions of new plans, schemes, and creations blossom within our minds. Now is the time to….(fill in your favorite venture here).
And humanity’s creative juices begin to flow. Can’t you feel your fingers itching to build? ‘Twas ever thus. Back in the 12th century, the Catholic church mandated that all good Christians should give up eating eggs as part of their Lenten fasting. The people agreed, but somehow the chickens didn’t get the memo and they kept laying those lovely fresh ovoids. The farm folks, unwilling to let good eggs go to waste, began decorating them in wildly ornate colors. We just cannot resist celebrating or setting idle hands to artistic pursuits.
So this Eastertide, when we celebrate the man taught us to rebuild our world into a kingdom of love, it is my hope that we may all catch that spirit. To Hell with the Devil who smiles at every suicide, harbored hate, and maliciously pandered fear. Who needs that paralysis? We have dreams to construct and bring forth. Please accept my Easter wish that we all roll up our sleeves, join hands and see just what we can make together.
Wishing You Every Success,
Fortune now smiles on the energized employee willing to take his/her current skills and apply them in a new field. On Friday, February 24, 10 a.m. at the Princeton Public Library Bart Jackson will speak to the Professional Service Group of Mercer County. Admission is free, all are welcome – virtual attendance is also available: register on the PSG website www.psgofmercercounty.org.
Bart lays out a practical plan for searching out what businesses are seeking, how to navigate your professional switch, and how to negotiate your way into a more profitable career. In his words, “If you thought the business talent hunt was immense before Covid, wait until you see what’s waiting for you today.”
I invested my life savings in a not-so-mutual fund that apparently bought my broker’s new home in Aruba. He explained that this monetary shift was covered under the contract clause, “Individual results may vary.”
Afterthought. The only just solution is for you to send tickets to your nagging mother-in-law, your out-of-work brother, and your dropout daughter and offer them free rooms in your new house. If your broker wants to rob what is yours, insist he take the whole package.
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If my Wishing Wand were freshly loaded with Stardust, and stood poised over an expectant humanity, eager for salvation, my one magic spell would doubtless be that we each and all get to know each other more personally, more individually. People’s eyes might then magically open. We’d stop perceiving each other as red-staters or blue, as neighbors or immigrants, customers or coworkers, loosers or powerful people it behooves me to cozy up to. Instead of slicing & dicing our fellows up into pre-labeled tribes, we’d begin delightfully exploring Judy, Tom, Randy, Jacque, Sophia, and Ivan – each unique individuals.
We’d start tearing our eyes away from our two-dimensional screens, blink into God’s honest sunlight, and launch into the far more satisfying process of learning all the little fascinating facets that lie behind Hari’s ready smile – and the real reason another old acquaintance’s parents named her Sequoia. The other night I had the pleasure of witnessing this blossoming when a Zoom group that I attend weekly gathered for a face-to-face Holiday Party. The sheer joy was absolutely palpable. Laughter rang and the stilted curtain of teleconferencing formality drew back as we each shared the broader panorama of our own true selves.
But ‘tis far too easy to fix the blame for our isolation on technology. The fault of our interpersonal poverty lies more in our selves, than our devices. Long before smartphones, even before desktop computers, our society had begun drifting into impersonality, and what I call the “shark-fin-soup” method of making relationships. Joe repairs my car. Sandra is the firm’s tech wizard, Bruce is that idiot who votes for the wrong party. So much for Joe, Sandra, and Bruce. They’ve been boxed into their single-slot asset or characteristic. You don’t need me to preach the stupidity of slicing off just the fin and tossing the entire rest of this individual back into the sea of our disinterest. You already know the wastefulness of treating your fellows as mere functions.
And actually, you don’t even require my Wishing Wand to bootstrap yourself out of this self-inflicted loneliness. Have you thrown a good old-fashioned party for the neighbors lately? Taken your cleaning woman shopping? Invited one or two workday cronies for a wine tasting or bike ride? Or have you paused in your vitally frantic schedule to learn a little about the family of the person who delivers your mail? There wanders among us legions of bizarre, captivating, multi-faceted souls whose wealth will open to you with a little friendly conversation. Who knows, that s.o.b. in accounting might just be the tennis partner you’ve been searching for.
May you bounce merrily into 2023, – Bart Jackson