A riesling and a reminder. To move slowly. Gracefully. Wait for a walk sign. Think about your mouthfuls. (Easy to forget when you’re pounding this planet-sized treadmill.) And as we flit around from conversation to recipe to deadline, forcing the issue, pressuring ourselves, scrambling our brains, it takes a lemony, jasmine-scented, acidic, minerality like this to remember the delicate things that grow when we let them take their time.