Making Wine

We used to make wine in the basement of my grandpa Bartolini's house. A shipment of grapes would come in from California or Missouri and we would put them in a machine like a big sausage grinder and smash them. This hand-cranked grape smasher sat right on top of a 55 gallon barrel and the grape juice and pulp would fall in.
The picture above is of my father, left, and grandfather, right. I think they were sampling their work! That wine cellar was a scary place for a little kid when the adults weren't around!