Vineyards and olive trees stretch into rolling green hills. Before me sit four empty wine glasses, and one that still holds nearly half a glass of pale amber sauvignon blanc. This is wine tasting in New Zealand. I may as well be in a tourism ad. But, this is real life, and I am sitting here at one of the many wineries of Waiheke island, just a short ferry ride from Auckland. Here is the place I would first dabble in the wines of New Zealand, before I would become fully aware of the enthusiasm and pride Kiwis feel for the grape growing and fermentation that they do so well.
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