This is not a class. This is community.
The holiday we actually needed is here and we are celebrating it the only way we know how. Five distinct wing flavors, a room full of bottles, and absolutely no rules about what you pair with what.
Here is how it works. We are bringing five distinct wing flavors to the table, from classic to chaotic. You bring whatever bottle you think belongs next to them. Go high, go low, go completely unhinged. Bring the vintage Burgundy. Bring the gas station rosé. Bring the thing nobody has heard of that you have been waiting for an excuse to open. All of it is welcome here.
We pour, we taste, we argue about whether that Riesling actually worked with the buffalo sauce, and we do it all together in the name of the greatest American holiday that does not get nearly enough credit. No tasting notes required. No minimum spend. No wrong answers. Just good people, messy napkins, and the kind of wine conversation that only happens when everyone is in on it.