Well for better or worse here I am. Folks call me Cappy on acounta I drive a tug boat for a livin'. I move about the bayou, bays, and extreme southern marshes of South Louisiana gathering crude oil to bring to a refinery.. Some of you may be running oil I brought in, in ya tanks now who knows. Us Cajuns have a saying that is more like a philosophy of life it is stated simply as Joie de vie. Which means joy of life. Let me warn ya I have made many a wine snob look down their nose snort and walk away. Wine is not all I drink, and for that matter usually aint what I reach for first, but I love a "good" wine. Of course my idea of what that means is very different from most folks. Cajun country folks live a simple life grow and preserve their stuff, love to cook and socialize. I belong to a group of country boys that trade and network stuff all the time. One of te more colorful characters is a old Cajun that lives back in the swamps known as Tarzan. I am sure he has a real name but I been knowing him for 20 years and don't know it. He makes one of my favorite wines. It is from golden japonese plums some folks call loquats. I supply him fruit, and ocasionaly fish and game he trades me for his wonderful wine. It usually comes in mason jars or empty screw top wine bottles that folks give him. I help with that as well. I am loud, joyful, tacky and very crude. Love all things natural and warn ya I am every inch a hard working hard living fun loving Cajun country boy.
for better or worse pending on who yall ask here I come. I was railroaded.... er asked to join this group by a pushy wino from da cereal state. I don't figure he has a clue who he was atalkin'to.