This was one of the most memorable days for all of us.  A story surely from fiction, but true and real. More decor from our hotel, plus, outside, olive trees and olives. Then, a short drive to Daou for Petite Sirah and lunch. The surroundings were colorful and tranquil With Linda and Joanne under an umbrella with a spectacular view of the vineyard. These were the wines.  No Petit Sirah! Our shared appetizers. There was also a fish dish.  BUT NO PETITE SIRAH. Then a walk through the grounds. At this point, we had still not any tasting of Petite Sirah, and not even a grape on a vine. We then drove into downtown Paso Robles, walked around and had beer with mezcal and a beef taco. Then came the magic of serendipity.  It would take a long story to get to the point of stumbling into a tasting room of Vino Juan.  Here is Juan himself doing the pouring, for the staff member who was supposed to be doing this got ill, and only he was available.  Most important of all...