On our way down to So Cal for Thanksgiving, we decided to try something different for a new series of posts on rare varietals. This particular excursion took us to Tobin James in Paso Robles, a convenient stop on the way from the Bay Area to LA if you are going down Highway 101. How to describe Tobin James to some one who hasn’t experienced it? Take an initial layer of wild west, throw in a bunch of eclectic colors, combine with an atmosphere that is one half serious wine and one half fraternity keg party and you are beginning to get the picture. Drinking at 10:00 in the morning (uh…I mean wine tasting..uh…I mean working if you are reading this and are from the IRS). sounds like a frat party to me!