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Es ist eine Weiterführung des &lt;a href="http://markuskaufmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/die-weine-der-la-cote-waadt-schweiz.html"&gt;Blogs über die Weine der La Côte&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die roten Genfer Weine weckten bislang meine Neugier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rot:&lt;br /&gt;La Clémence, Camaret de Genève,  2008, Cave de Genève:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den gibts beim Bauern oder auch bei Manor  in Genf zum gleichen Preis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natürlich wieder ein Camaret. Ich  kann dann in 10 Jahren immer noch Pinot Noir trinken. Vor einiger Zeit  schenkte ich Freunden  eine Flasche dieses Weins ohne zu probieren. Es  war kein Fehler, das  Auge hat richtig entschieden. Die intensive Farbe  ist typisch für einen  Camaret. Der Geschmack ist vielschichtig  fruchtig. Er ist abgerundet und   reif im Geschmack. Ich könnte ja noch  all die Beeren aufführen, die der  Hersteller im Beschrieb aufführt. Der  Beschrieb vom Prix Garnatie Beerensirup von Coop für 3.5 CHF für 1.5 l  tönt ähnlich: Cassis, Erdbeeren, Himbeeren, Holunder...ok die  Heidelbeeren fehlen im Sirup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiederum bestehen diese Beeren ja  auch  aus verschiedenen Geschmackskomponenten.&lt;br /&gt;Deshalb reicht mir  diesen Beerenvergleich nicht aus. Was ist es aber - was diesen Wein  ausmacht, sicher diese Komplexität an relativ ähnlichen  Aromastoffen.   Wichtig ist aber auch die Säure, die leicht hervorkommt, die zusammen  mit dem Alkohol in die Nase dringt, wenn man tief einatmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Der  passt bestens zu Käse, Trockenwürsten, zu einer Büffelsalami aus  Schangnau, zu einer Brot- oder Heusuppe,  zu kräftigem Brot, z.B  Nussbrot, zu Nüssen und Trockenfrüchten wie  Cranberries, zu einem  traumhaften Mehrgangmenü von Suppe bis Dessert,  zu einem Melonen- oder  Grapefruitsorbet, ja sogar zu einem Schokoladenmousse. Zu einer frischen  schwarzen Kirsche, die zusammen mit dem Wein auf der Zunge schmilzt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zu  Vollkornpasta mit einer Salami-schwarze Schokolade-schwarze  Oliven-Rahmsauce. Zu gegrilltem Gemüse. Zu Gegrilltem, von Poulet bis  Pferdesteak. Zu einem Rindsbraten, zu Bratwürsten, oder zu Lama-,  Straussen- oder Emufleisch oder sogar einem Wildsausteak. Zu einem  Kaninchenragout à la Markus. Zu einer ganzen Kalbshaxe gebraten mit  Gemüsen, oder geschmort und glasiert im Safran-Geflügelfonds. Zu einem  Kartoffelstock mit Trüffeln, zu Bratkartoffeln oder Pommes-Frites. Zu in  M-Budget Olivenöl für 2 min gedünsteten Crevetten.  Ok, ich gehe hier  etwas über  das übliche Menüangebot hinaus, es hat wohl nicht genügend  Platz auf der Weinetikette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich schlage vor, diesen Wein mal bei  verschiedenen Temperaturen zu  trinken:&lt;br /&gt;15°C, 18°C, 20°C, 25°C. Denn  bei unterschiedlichen Temperaturen kommen  immer wieder neue  Duftkomponenten zum Vorschein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gamaret, Coteau de Lully, 1er  Gru, Domaine des curiades, Lully, Genève:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da fragte ich den  Weinhändler, welches der beste Genfer Gamaret ist. Ob es etwa der oben  beschriebene La Clémence, Camaret de Genève sei. Nein, es sei dieser,  der Domaine des Curiades. Ich bin gespannt. Die ersten beiden Flaschen  wurden mal ein Geschenk...vielleicht krieg ich ja auch einen Tropfen  davon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja, ich kriegte einen Tropfen davon. Dieser Wein ist rein und stark. Ich empfehle in. Er beeindruckt. Diesen würde ich den meisten Gamaret-Assamblages vorziehen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730250453843499297-1696994283621701450?l=markuskaufmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Auch wenn der Ruf des waadtländer  Weins nicht immer top war, hat sich einiges gewandelt. Man soll sich  einfach überraschen lassen, von guten Tropfen, weiss oder rot. Bist du zu Fuss mit dem Fahrrad, dem Postauto oder dem Auto unterwegs, kommst du sicher an einem  offenen Weinkeller vorbei. Gehe einfach rein, und lass dich verwöhnen.  Geniess die gute Küche in einem der Restaurants in den Weindörfern. Bestell natürlich einen Wein vom gleichen Dorf, der Wirt wird sicher den  besten auf seine Karte stellen. Seit einigen Wochen hier wohnhaft, entdecke ich ständig neues. Positive  Weinerfahrungen teile ich gerne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beim Weissen gibts Chasselas in jedem Weingut. Sei kritisch, und zahl  lieber 2 Franken mehr, und der Wein schmeckt. Ich hatte letzthin diese 2 Franken gespart. Dieser war wirklich sauer. Mit Beerensirup gabs trotzdem einen guten Drink. Beim Roten gibts  Assemblages, die sehr gut sind, auch ein Pinot Noir aus dem Barrique und  speziell ein Garanoir / Gamaret. Die letzteren sind neue Kreuzungen, die aus  einer Bestäubung einer Gamay Traube (rot) mit  Reichensteiner (weiss) Traubenpollen im Jahre 1970 in Pully, VD entstanden sind. Dank ihrem intensiven Geschmack und der kräftigen Farbe  finden diese Weine immer neue Liebhaber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genfer Weine sind in einem separaten Blog-Eintrag beschrieben:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://markuskaufmann.blogspot.com/2010/07/genfer-weine.html"&gt;Die roten Genfer Weine weckten bislang  meine Neugier&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hier findet man ein Beschrieb der Weine der La Côte&lt;br /&gt;Bis jetzt sind mir  hier folgende Weine positiv aufgefallen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiss:&lt;br /&gt;Château de Luins, Familie Baechtold&lt;br /&gt;Es ist ein mundiger Chasselas.&lt;br /&gt;(Luins ist das erste Weindorf entlang der Weinstrasse von der Autobahnausfahrt Gland herkommend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Style14"&gt;Assemblage Rouge&lt;br /&gt;Symphonie d'automne,&lt;/span&gt; Philippe &amp;amp; Allin &lt;em&gt;Parmelin&lt;/em&gt;, Bursins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den gibts in der Auberge du Soleil in Bursins oder beim Bauern. In der Auberge gibts das beste Entrecôte. So kommt man zum Weingut des Bürgermeisters: Im Dorf zur Kirche raufgehen, gleich danach vor der 2. Gaststätte im Dorf rechts gehen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garanoir, Eric &amp;amp; Roland Widmer &amp;amp; Fils, Bursinel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Der Weinkeller ist gleich mitten im Dorf, nicht zu übersehen. Nimm an einem der kleinen Stühle platz, und lass dir was einschenken und schon kommt man ins Gespräch mit den Leuten der Region. Bereits der 2009er schmeckt frutchtig gut. Den Garanoir produzieren sie erst seit 4 Jahren, und heuer kommt der erste ins Barrique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Scrable Noir, Eric &amp;amp; Roland Widmer &amp;amp; Fils, Bursinel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dieser Wein ist eines der Herzstücke des Winzers - eine Assamblage aus den 5 Weinstorten Garanoir Merlot, Syrah, Cabernet sauvignon und Diolinoir. Zuerst denkt ihr wohl, das sei zuviel des Guten. Erstaunlicherweise ist diese Assablage sehr bekömmlich und zeichnet sich durch ein komplexes und vielfältiges Aroma aus: spannend, fruchtig und verführerisch. Lasst euch überraschen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gamaret, Yvan Parmelin, Bursins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dieser Tropfen mundet. Intensiv in Farbe und Geschmack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weingüter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.damesdehautecour.ch/"&gt;Les Dames de Hautecour&lt;/a&gt;, Mont sur Rolle&lt;br /&gt;Dieser Weinberg wird seit 1649 von Frauen betrieben. Die Winzerin ist Coraline  de Wurstemberger. Die Weinetikette kommt ganz schlicht daher und erwirkt einen adligen Eindruck. Das Marketing passt zum Rebberg. Aus diesem Gut konnte ich letzthin bei Freunden einen Weissen und einen Roten zu einem feinen Nachtessen trinken. Es gab eine kalte Suppe mit Gurken, ein Salat mit Crevetten und Avocado, ein Fisch mit Couscous und einem Gemüse mit einer leichten marokanischen Duftnote. Meine Freunde packten die Flaschen während einer Wanderung bei der Dame des Weinbergs ein, nachdem sie geistige Erholung fanden im Skulpturen-Garten. Es war verständlich, dass sie nicht gleich einen Vorrat in den Rucksack steckten.  Nicht schlecht darf ich hier sagen.&lt;span style="color: rgb(218, 0, 10);font-family:Berkeley-Book;font-size:36pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(218, 0, 10);font-family:Berkeley-Book;font-size:36pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Berkeley-Book;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730250453843499297-806693815212688091?l=markuskaufmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Their&lt;a href="http://www.pinkberry.com/html/about_2.php"&gt; green dotted designer interior&lt;/a&gt;  attracted people who care about a appealing environment. Their newly attracted customers lined up at cool Pinkberry to get frozen yogurt, a product that has been around for many years.  But for how long can Pinkberry benefit from First-Mover advantage. Pink berry is the first mover of the new geneartion frozen yogurt stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First-Mover Advantage is a market entry term introduced by &lt;a href="http://www.anderson.ucla.edu/x13971.xml"&gt;Marvin Lieberman&lt;/a&gt;, UCLA's Anderson School of Management and by David Montgomery in 1988, who describe the benefit being the first in the market. But will Pinkberry be strong enough to compete against a growing competition? In a short photo story, I  like to illustrate the fast growing frozen yogurt market in summer 2007 in the Westwood Village, Los Angeles, California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinkberry rented  in Westwood a popular spot next to Subway restaurant and close to Peet's Coffee. The  customers lined up to get the pink frozen yogurt. Established ice cream and frozen yogurt places closed down their business in Westwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RN7YTgffpeU/RrZdshxXa1I/AAAAAAAABF0/mDs2KRWdPpA/s1600-h/DSC_2708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RN7YTgffpeU/RrZdshxXa1I/AAAAAAAABF0/mDs2KRWdPpA/s320/DSC_2708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095363047977347922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One looser  is&lt;a href="http://www.benjerry.com/"&gt; Ben and Jerry's  ice cream. &lt;/a&gt;It looks, they could not afford the expensive rent along Westwood Blvd any longer. Only the  painted cows  look through the nearly covered window.  Will Baskin Robins survive the yogurt war in  Westwood? The market will tell. Just south of Wilshire Blvd, independent Europastry's frozen yogurt Yogg did not survive either. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RN7YTgffpeU/RrZebxxXa2I/AAAAAAAABF8/Vh0iax2zhCE/s1600-h/DSC_2701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RN7YTgffpeU/RrZebxxXa2I/AAAAAAAABF8/Vh0iax2zhCE/s320/DSC_2701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095363859726166882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Probably  if you shop for a suit next door, you don't want to spill your frozen Yogg right after. With a new interior experience,  Pinkberry had a  competitive advantage over existing similar businesses in the area. But Pinkberry, the  First-Mover   of the new generation yogurt stores is facing  new competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The competitors copy the brand name concept.  White (snow) or red come after pink and mango replaces berry.  Who will be  the strong second in the market. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RN7YTgffpeU/RrZfABxXa3I/AAAAAAAABGE/3wGS8wd7lfs/s1600-h/DSC_2713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RN7YTgffpeU/RrZfABxXa3I/AAAAAAAABGE/3wGS8wd7lfs/s320/DSC_2713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095364482496424818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redmangousa.com/"&gt;Red Mango&lt;/a&gt; benefits from Pinkberry 's  negative publicity. Newspapers reported that the pink berry does  not  serve real yogurt, because their frozen white stuff does not contain live cultures. Health concerned yogurt fans will favor  Red Mango's authentic yogurt with live yogurt cultures.  Their competitive advantage, serving real yogurt, is part of the marketing concept.  But the ones who love the green interior design will stay with Pinkberry. First-Mover Pinkberry will stray strong but will share the market with Red Mango, in my opinion, the most promising competitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RN7YTgffpeU/RrZfkhxXa4I/AAAAAAAABGM/SnsJ_2zic7Q/s1600-h/DSC_2722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RN7YTgffpeU/RrZfkhxXa4I/AAAAAAAABGM/SnsJ_2zic7Q/s320/DSC_2722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095365109561650050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spotted a third in Westwood, who  has not much to offer than being  white instead of pink,  the  name is &lt;a href="http://www.snowberryusa.net/"&gt;Snowberry&lt;/a&gt;. But  isn't it supposed to be called Whiteberry, or Snowball. The name is confusing and who in the world is attracted by snow in Los Angeles, aren't we living in Southern California because it is warm, sunny and dry all year long. I doubt that this business will flourish in the Westwood Village, also because of its hidden location.  We probably stay better with the  &lt;a href="http://extension.usu.edu/rangeplants/Woody/snowberry.htm"&gt;Mountain Snowberry&lt;/a&gt;'s botanical description by the University of Utah:  "&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Although not                highly nutritious or palatable, mountain snowberry is frequently                one of the first species to leaf out, making it a highly sought                after food in the early spring. Use by livestock and big game is                moderate throughout the summer and declines in fall."&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Will Snowberry decline already this fall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure, blueberries or  pink apples will fight for market share in Westwood pretty soon and the yogurt war will continue. Newcomers  might  benefit from Red Mango's  future negative publicity. Fact is,  they do not serve mango flavored yogurt, just the traditional white one and a green colored green tea flavored one.  Of course they offer mango pieces as  one of their toppings.  But as we all know mango fruit pieces are orange not red. Only Redo Mango's raspberry and strawberry toppings are red.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730250453843499297-9003030898888755460?l=markuskaufmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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