For a reformed teetotaler, you are enterprising. That's impressive. One of my best buzzes ever was drinking fruit wine from local wineries crossing Lake Michigan on a ferry. The water was like glass, and with the wine, it felt like flying. I'm not a big drinker, so the wine was plenty. My dad made wine for a while, but in his own homespun way. He didn't confer with anyone or buy any equipment at all, just used washed out wine bottles and the ingredients. He was one of the people who said there wasn't any difference between wines in quality. Though he wasn't so cavalier about cooking; he was quite a cook. His dandelion wine was pretty good.