Long before I ever considered living in Chile, working as a waitress at Paradise Grille in Parkersburg, WV, I knew Chile for one reason: I sold Concha y Toro’s Casillero del Diablo wine to customers. It was a great up-sale story: Back when the winery was first producing, they noticed that barrels were disappearing. You see, the wine was so good that the work-hands would sneak in at night and steal barrels of it. So, the owner moved the cellar underground, swearing it to be possessed by the Devil. The workers, very superstitious, apparently never stole another barrel. So now the wine is known as Casillero del Diablo, the Devil’s Locker. Continue reading Wine →