A week or so ago, we were in Sacramento for a wedding and, after picking us up at the airport, Holly’s brother, Brian, drove us to a tapas bar downtown (inappropriately named Tapa the World, since the city is flat as a pancake) for some food and wine. Brian asked me to select a wine and handed me the list. The ... Read More »
Pepe Le Pew – the dude that makes me like the French. Yeah, I had some tough intercultural episodes in France in college. Got a bit of a grudge still hanging on. Just being honest, you know. The French considered the Malbec grape a blending grape, not worthy of its own bottle. Short sighted. Stodgy. I prefer the young upstarts: Argentina, Spain, ... Read More »
Vino Volo opened the door. You have to give them credit for that. Before Vino Volo, your best option when traveling by air was to find an airport restaurant, and hope they had more than J Lohr on the wine list. Which wasn’t often. So maybe a Bloody Mary or a rum drink was a better option. Even worse was ... Read More »
Toenails? Traveling on US Airways this week, I ran across a great article about the few remaining Quintas in Portugal that still make their port wine in the traditional way, with the foot treading phase an integral and irreplaceable element to the resulting wine. Grape pickers are allowed the opportunity to earn some extra money in the evenings, by stepping into ... Read More »
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