is Serious Petite Sirah; hence the name. When I decided on that name, the correspondence in my sensorium between the star and the wine was already perfect; but the clincher was that the pun inherent in the name itself would express my intention for what the wine should be.
When I first produced it, in 1988, there was a rigid class distinction in place as between, on the one hand, "noble varietals" - in effect only Cabernet Sauvignon in California at that era - and various spaghetti reds, honorable & honest clodhoppers who would never dream of presuming beyond their station.
As usual, I felt that those who invented so essentially stupid a class hierarchy were themselves presuming beyond their station; and that Petite Sirah, whatever it may be viticulturally, could most certainly be made into a great wine, not just an honorable spaghetti red, and that's exactly what I proceeded to try to do.
So I felt it was a vindication of the grape's true potential when, for example, the "World Wine Championship" proclaimed via The Wine Enthusiast that in 1996, the 1992 Sirius was simply the best red wine internationally of all the thousands they'd tasted that year.
How could I fail to admire the simplicity of the concept? Not, say, the best within a tiny category, such as the best cold-fermented Dry Creek Zinfandel; or the best sparkling late harvest Mavrodaphne below 2% RS; but simply the best red wine, period, from anywhere.