Hi, I’m Brooklyn, and I’m a Locaholic
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Whaddaya mean there’s a winery in Brooklyn? Ok, technically the grapes are trucked in from the Finger Lakes area and California, but once the tiny red and green orbs cross the threshold of Brooklyn Winery in Williamsburg, they’re goners. Winemaker Conor McCormack and her crew work the grapes on site, and visitors to the warm, wood-paneled space can see their handiwork in the stacked barrels visible behind the venue’s glazed walls. They can also feed on the winery’s fine grub, sip on wine tapped directly from barrels, and listen to live music. Soon the curious and connoisseurs alike will be able to buy the outfit’s goods beyond the winery’s walls: 2012 is the year it goes distro. There are just five cases of the Riesling left, says co-owner John Stires. The unlucky who miss purchasing one of the precious bottles can look forward to a new pinot noir, “orange chardonnay,” and rosé from the winery in June.
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