I previously equated any wine from my region with the blood of Christ, ie: a sickeningly sweet beverage that should only be consumed in a thimble-sized cup with an equally tiny serving of bread or crackers. Then I discovered Mazza Winery and a little pocket of Lake Erie Wine Country that actually produces wine worth seeking. This summer I had the chance to spend a long weekend sipping at a few wineries, exploring the town of Westfield, NY and adding to my general infatuation with Lake Erie.
