henri

We heard about Henri before we met him. We told the staff at the Woodrose winery in Stonewall that we were heading to the Becker Vineyards next. They said we should be sure and look out for Henri. He was handling the checkout and pouring the samples out on the balcony at Becker. A big, gregarious man, he was chatting to all the people in line, keeping everyone happy. He and I talked a bit while he worked out my change and then I asked if I could take a few shots. He's been in Texas for 35 years and was originally from Morocco. He seemed surprised I wanted to take his picture, while I was ignoring the groups of women on bachelorette parties just behind me. I told him that none of them had quite as interesting a mustache. That got a smile...