The Startings of a Thing
I'm Nicole. Some of you - most of you - all of you - know me from real life. That's cool.
For those I've never met, hey! I've met so many great humans from the internet and you're probably one too.
It's Sunday. Even better, Sunday night. Hopefully, you are totally relaxing. Boiling water for tea. Procrastinating chores. Dreaming of summer. Drawing the bath. That kind of thing.
I'm not doing any of those things. Normal, scheduley things, I mean.
I have done one thing. After 27-years in the heart of a city I love the most -Toronto, my darling, don't forget me - I've left it. I've left before: university, internships, travel. The type of things that young-ish people of a certain type and time and privilege are wont to do. This time is different. I've moved for the first time as an adult - but am I, really? yes? - without a clear idea of when this period ends and when I get to come home.
I work in wine, selling the stuff to restaurants, hotels and people and also just talking about it, learning about it, teaching people about it and traveling around the world to drink it - usually, where it's made by the people who make it. I know. The worst.
I've been doing that in Toronto for the past 3 years. This summer, my company asked me to move to BC to help build their much smaller Vancouver division. I couldn't think of a reason to say no. Though really I could think of all the reasons to say no, including, but not limited to: being very happy, having great friends, sweet family, the best clients and fucking loving Toronto the most. It is likely due to the overwhelming desire to stay that I had to go because challenge, adventure, growth, new things, new people plus more Oprah words could probably not do bad.
Now I'm here and it's pretty fucking hard and strange. I i) know no people ii) miss my people iii) don't know the restaurant/ wine scene iv) must quickly learn the restaurant/ wine scene and perhaps most challengingly v) distrust people who like running and yoga, despite secretly loving both running and yoga myself.
Soooooo I've decided to start a blog. Not only to replace the need for 45% of human interaction, but also to document a couple super big things. One is discovering a new side of the country and having a place to share photos and experiences and videos and stuff that I would want to read in a stranger's diary. Another is getting to share work stuff because I have a really great job that is old, but new, and is sure to teach me a lot. I want to share wine travel, stories and geeky stuff, plus things I learn about spirits, a new part of my job.
Wine and drinks in general is flooded by all of this garbage. Either rich white dude garbage or mainstream corporate garbage. It sucks. I know I want to learn from cool, dynamic people who can explain things in a clear, informative, nice to read way. Hopefully I can do that in even the smallest way for wine and spirits, a thing so many people love, but is so full of white noise, labels, laws and marketing.
So that's it. A bit of personal, a bit of travel, a lot of work that is also life and probably some photos of my face. Come back. Ask questions. See stuff. It'll be fun.