The Bottle That Waited for Gratitude to Gather🍷 It sat in the corner cabinet. Quiet. Unopened. Almost knowing. Thanksgiving week has a way of slowing the world. Just enough. For hearts to soften. For memories to rise. For gratitude to finally take its seat at the table. All around you, the kitchen warmed. Spices floating. Stories echoing. People arriving with laughter tucked under their arms. And somehow, that familiar hum of togetherness— the one only this week brings— made the bottle feel ready. When the cork finally lifted. It wasn’t a celebration. It was a thank-you. A gentle honoring. A moment poured with intention. The first sip tasted like warmth. Like family. Like a season that reminds you how much you really have. When Gratitude Invites the Pour: Some wines aren’t meant for ordinary evenings. They’re meant for tables full of love. For mismatched plates. For shared dishes. For hands reaching across the table. These are the wines of togetherness. Of abundance. Of appreciation that grows deeper with every pour. And every year. The Taste of a Holiday That Holds the Heart: Thanksgiving wine hits different. Not because of the flavor. But because of the feeling. It’s slow. Comforting. Golden around the edges. A reminder that gratitude isn’t an occasion. It’s a practice. A sip-by-sip reminder that life gives more than it takes. Your Turn Have you ever opened a bottle that tasted like gratitude itself? Tell us about the moment or drop a 🦃 if Thanksgiving has ever made your wine feel warmer than usual. Cheers🍷