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Outdoor dopamine dude doing mental gymnastics daily to reprogram my broken 🧠 for the greater good of myself, family, 🫵.

GM! Party on plebs 🤘

Wine is fragile and difficult to ship.

Bitcoin is volatile internet money.

Neither seemed like a foundation for a business—

until I found my best customers: Bitcoiners.

🧵 How I took my winery from zero to all-in:

2021

I’d just started selling my wine at farmers markets.

One day, a guy asked, ā€œDo you accept crypto?ā€

I said, ā€œI’ll take your bitcoin,ā€ and had no idea how I’d actually do that.

He walked away.

But it stuck in my mind.

The first person who ever asked.

I was a Bitcoiner, but didn’t think that had anything to do with wine.

Bitcoiners were 0% of my sales.

2022

I joined Twitter. Went to my first Bitcoin conference.

And the people in it? They were my people.

Honest. Curious. Genuine. Driven.

A few folks started asking if they could buy wine with bitcoin.

I said yes—not because I saw a business opportunity.

I just wanted more bitcoin.

I added a little Bitcoin logo to my wine bottles.

Put up a ā€œBitcoin Accepted Hereā€ sign at the farmers market.

But that was mostly for my own obsession.

I mostly had old men come up and warn me about bitcoin’s volatility.

But sometimes, real ones would trickle through.

One woman saw the sign and said:

ā€œYou accept Bitcoin?? I HAVE TO GO GET MY HUSBAND.ā€

I could tell she was married to someone who couldn’t stop talking about bitcoin, like me.

Sure enough, I now consider him a friend.

Bitcoin sales still felt more like a fun side quest than a real channel.

Bitcoiners were ~10% of my sales.

2023

This is when I felt the shift.

Early in the year, bitcoin sales started covering my living expenses.

By the holidays, the momentum was undeniable.

Still not everything—but enough to make me pay attention.

Bitcoiners weren’t just buyers.

They were thoughtful. Loyal. Fun to talk to.

It didn’t feel like marketing—it felt like alignment.

Bitcoiners were ~50% of my sales.

2024

Things got wild.

I released Satoshi’s Reserve, a wine I’d quietly been setting aside since 2021.

The auction blew past anything I’d seen before.

In dollar terms, it beat the entire prior year of online sales.

Then I dropped HIGHER, my second bitcoin-focused wine.

Another record. Same story:

Enthusiasm. Loyalty. People telling other people to support me.

Meanwhile, I was still at farmers markets.

Twelve-hour days every weekend.

Pitching the same story to strangers who’d never come back.

Bitcoiners were showing up, rebuying, and selling for me.

That made the decision easy.

Bitcoiners were ~75% of my sales.

2025

No more farmers markets.

No more trying to reach ā€œeveryone.ā€

I’m all in on Bitcoiners now.

I’ll probably make less money this year.

But I’ll be fired up by everything I do.

And I’ll have complete alignment between my job and my mission.

Selling wine for bitcoin isn’t just good business.

It feels like doing my part to make the world better.

And the fact that I get to do that with wine from my family vineyard?

That’s about as soul-filling as it gets.

Bitcoiners didn’t just become my best customers.

They joined my mission.

Bitcoiners have high expectations, are discerning and HATE deception, but if you have that, then they are dying to become your best customers.

Plant a Flag.

Bitcoin Preferred.

PeonyLaneWine.com šŸ·

Love what Ben is doing, get it amigo, look forward to supporting you and meeting in person soon! Working on doing the same within my biz šŸ¤™

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Wine is fragile and difficult to ship.

Bitcoin is volatile internet money.

Neither seemed like a foundation for a business—

until I found my best customers: Bitcoiners.

🧵 How I took my winery from zero to all-in:

2021

I’d just started selling my wine at farmers markets.

One day, a guy asked, ā€œDo you accept crypto?ā€

I said, ā€œI’ll take your bitcoin,ā€ and had no idea how I’d actually do that.

He walked away.

But it stuck in my mind.

The first person who ever asked.

I was a Bitcoiner, but didn’t think that had anything to do with wine.

Bitcoiners were 0% of my sales.

2022

I joined Twitter. Went to my first Bitcoin conference.

And the people in it? They were my people.

Honest. Curious. Genuine. Driven.

A few folks started asking if they could buy wine with bitcoin.

I said yes—not because I saw a business opportunity.

I just wanted more bitcoin.

I added a little Bitcoin logo to my wine bottles.

Put up a ā€œBitcoin Accepted Hereā€ sign at the farmers market.

But that was mostly for my own obsession.

I mostly had old men come up and warn me about bitcoin’s volatility.

But sometimes, real ones would trickle through.

One woman saw the sign and said:

ā€œYou accept Bitcoin?? I HAVE TO GO GET MY HUSBAND.ā€

I could tell she was married to someone who couldn’t stop talking about bitcoin, like me.

Sure enough, I now consider him a friend.

Bitcoin sales still felt more like a fun side quest than a real channel.

Bitcoiners were ~10% of my sales.

2023

This is when I felt the shift.

Early in the year, bitcoin sales started covering my living expenses.

By the holidays, the momentum was undeniable.

Still not everything—but enough to make me pay attention.

Bitcoiners weren’t just buyers.

They were thoughtful. Loyal. Fun to talk to.

It didn’t feel like marketing—it felt like alignment.

Bitcoiners were ~50% of my sales.

2024

Things got wild.

I released Satoshi’s Reserve, a wine I’d quietly been setting aside since 2021.

The auction blew past anything I’d seen before.

In dollar terms, it beat the entire prior year of online sales.

Then I dropped HIGHER, my second bitcoin-focused wine.

Another record. Same story:

Enthusiasm. Loyalty. People telling other people to support me.

Meanwhile, I was still at farmers markets.

Twelve-hour days every weekend.

Pitching the same story to strangers who’d never come back.

Bitcoiners were showing up, rebuying, and selling for me.

That made the decision easy.

Bitcoiners were ~75% of my sales.

2025

No more farmers markets.

No more trying to reach ā€œeveryone.ā€

I’m all in on Bitcoiners now.

I’ll probably make less money this year.

But I’ll be fired up by everything I do.

And I’ll have complete alignment between my job and my mission.

Selling wine for bitcoin isn’t just good business.

It feels like doing my part to make the world better.

And the fact that I get to do that with wine from my family vineyard?

That’s about as soul-filling as it gets.

Bitcoiners didn’t just become my best customers.

They joined my mission.

Bitcoiners have high expectations, are discerning and HATE deception, but if you have that, then they are dying to become your best customers.

Plant a Flag.

Bitcoin Preferred.

PeonyLaneWine.com šŸ·

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Consistency is the hard part, most everyone is trying to prevent you from your goals because theirs are unfulfilled. Do not inconvenience yourself just because your positive actions are causing small inconveniences to others!

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Love your mindset, it shares many parallels and also aligns with those who value hard money. I think you’ll enjoy it as it’s another tool to have in the toolbox. ā€œHow to live like a Roman emperorā€ by Donald Robertson is a great resource to start and is my go to in times of need.

As a dad I want to provide a great childhood for my daughter and spoil her with treats(burger/fries/shake) when she requests it after doing something to really earn it. Instead of hitting up Wendy’s I went to the local joint which partners with a local beef supplier. Aside from that, and real ice cream, the fries are advertised on the menu as hand-cut canola oil fries as if it’s a premium product. I saw this after she ordered and as she ate said fries I took it as an opportunity to educate her about why I don’t like canola oil. I gotta give it to her, she knows what I’m trying to do and after she ate her fill promptly put them where they belong, the compost bin. To add insult to injury the most basic burger/fry/shake meal at this joint cost me $26…madness, gonna go carrot sticks next round šŸ˜

It’s nice that public schools teach kids to respect the world we live in, whether or not the issues they’re teaching are actually truthful or just mainstream gobbly gook. I would prefer however to see kids learning how to do this starting from respecting themselves, the food they eat and how it affects the world they want to save. The food they serve to these kids won’t allow them to save anything as they’ll be too sick to even care at some point. Gotta save yourself first, nobody is coming to save you!