Why can’t we make great wine in coastal San Diego?

It was Alana who discovered a hidden vineyard tucked next to a pickleball court in Del Mar — and she asked her two closest friends: Why not?

Undeterred by inexperience, one morning they rallied their spouses at the crack of dawn, harvested the grapes, and had a crushing party. The obsession had begun.

Over sunset tastings in the months that followed — through moments of elation, uncertainty, and debate — something became clear: it was never really about the wine. It was about the love, the discovery, the laughter, and the table set for the people who matter most.