He was the best of the best

Oswaldo Costa

Oswaldo Costa
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

We will miss you deeply, dear friend Joe.
 
Not the best photo ever but the most recent I have... Joe, standing (for hours) amidst the grills at .sasha's birthday party.
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And now let's plant a chenin vineyard somewhere in Vouvray. A clos SFJoe. This project starts today. All energies are welcome. For building walls, planting, pruning and, in a few years, harvesting and drinking.
Pour se souvenir dans la joie.
Merci pour tout Joe!
 
I would be beautiful if there were a little patch of Chenin maturing somewhere in France bearing Joe's name. Until that day, I know many of us will think of him every time we share a Huet or, more fittingly, witness an elegant, graceful sharing of passion for wine devoid of pretension.
 
originally posted by Brézème:
And now let's plant a chenin vineyard somewhere in Vouvray. A clos SFJoe. This project starts today. All energies are welcome. For building walls, planting, pruning and, in a few years, harvesting and drinking.
Pour se souvenir dans la joie.
Merci pour tout Joe!
Can this be done? "Cuvee d'Haut Erty" and all that.
 
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