<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 06 Nov 2024 03:04:06 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>red</category><category>white</category><category>bargain</category><category>sparkling</category><category>unusual</category><category>event</category><category>other</category><category>First Posting</category><category>Wines under $10 Spreadsheet</category><title>Walling Road</title><description>From the Dry Creek Valley to New York City and all the wine in between.</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-1569845054365700371</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 23:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-26T17:12:31.666-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">white</category><title>From Fois Gras to Frozen Dinners</title><description>I love wine shops.  For the most part I love the idea of finding a hidden gem on some high shelf that no one has remembered to sticker with a new &quot;upgraded&quot; price tag. Or I love stumbling upon a bargain wine (aka the &quot;wine of the month&quot;) brought in by suppliers, wanting to get rid of  their overstock of old vintages, that actually prove to be a decent quaff.  But I also love wine shops for their clever, mouthwatering descriptions that entice us into thinking that if we buy that bottle of wine, aromas of braised beef short ribs, standing rib roasts or wild mushroom risottos will soon be wafting through our kitchens.  Yes, those lush adjective-laden wine descriptions and deliriously decedent wine pairing have me drooling every time.  Could anything be better than a hearty, spicy Cote-du-Rhone and a seared steak?  A powerful Argentinian Malbec with grilled lamb chops! Or how about a spritzy Albarino with a saffron seafood risotto... oh wait, I&#39;m allergic to crustaceans and I watched my  &quot;madre&quot; make paella when I studied abroad in Spain.  Truly authentic paella requires a special large pan and an open flame, neither of which can be arranged in my small kitchenette.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I spend more time reading about these magnificent pairings than I do actually concocting them.  The truth is, my Cote-du-Rhones and Albarino&#39;s usually accompany a far more practical menu.  Albarino&#39;s citrus and green apple acidity and light body go quite well with Trader Joe&#39;s chicken gyoza.  The Cote-du-Rhone makes a fine match with my anything-from-the-fridge quesadilla.  And I&#39;ve found that most Italian whites pair nicely with my 5 minutes and to the table salads.  As for that big powerful Malbec, I save it for my ultimate quick fix meal - a Santa Fe Rice and Beans Lean Cuisine. Yep, I eat frozen dinners (but only when they are on sale and only when I am just too tired to imagine anything other than a quick stop at my microwave before hitting the couch).&lt;br /&gt;So, should wine shops pair down their pairings?  Should they formulate descriptions to match what we actually eat 6 out of 7 days a week?  Or should they press on with their 24.99/lb suggestions? Well my feeling is that it&#39;s kind of like window shopping.  If I can&#39;t have the caviar and Champagne, the Fois Gras and Y&#39;Quem, then at least I can imagine it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2006 Castineira , Rias Baixas.&lt;/span&gt; This Spanish white wine is becoming increasingly trendy, while still being a good value.  It&#39;s a great wine to have on hand because it can be sipped on its own or paired with a variety of &quot;regular&quot; food - from salads, fish, chicken, Chinese takeout and maybe even an everything quesadilla.   This one was particularly lemony. Albarino in general has good acidity and great floral components.  $7.99</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2008/03/from-fois-gras-to-frozen-dinners.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-8049348517418993949</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 03:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-15T07:33:55.128-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">white</category><title>Birthday Wine:  A preview of the year to come?</title><description>Last year, when I turned 25, I celebrated by removing my undergraduate adornment (a shiny blue rhinestone belly-ring) and pledging to take my vitamins every day.  Yesterday I turned 26 and I have yet to come up with a fitting birthday-resolution.  Finding an inspiring, challenging  and of course well paying job would be a good one to have, but it seems a little drastic to go from taking vitamins one year to acquiring the perfect career in the next.  I will continue to ponder the new goal for my 26th year, but for now I will simply share the experience of my birthday wine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2002 E. Giboulot, Le Combe d&#39;Eve, Cote du Beaune, France&lt;/span&gt;.  What does this wine say about the new 26 year-old me? Well,  I can hardly pronounce it, and I certainly can&#39;t afford it (especially for the $15 dollars a glass that it was being offered for at the restaurant where I celebrated my birthday. Lucky for me it was a gift from the very generous sommelier). But I definitely enjoyed it. And I do have to say that after just over 6 months of regular wine exposure I was able to have a greater understanding and appreciation of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the smell of honey and apple cider, infused with sweet peas or some other wildflowers.  This wine had a rich weight to it in my mouth but not a bit of heaviness or syrupy sweetness that you might a wine smelling of honey would have.  It had a fabulous crisp finish from good acidity, yet the flavor of the honeyed wine lasted on my tongue long after it had been swallowed.  This Burgundy (Chardonnay) paired perfectly with my scallops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to note that this wine was made with some serious tender-loving care.  Giboulot adheres to biodynamic practices - an organic-plus method of viticulture, which follows the astrological rhythms and tries to keep the life forces of the earth in harmony.  Though there is not much on the internet about Giboulot, I did find this &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.wineterroirs.com/2006/11/giboulot.html&quot;&gt;great site worth visiting&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I live up to this decadent wine in the year to come?  We shall see!</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2008/03/birthday-wine-preview-of-year-to-come.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-1670238477528294585</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 03:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-28T19:30:45.028-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">red</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sparkling</category><title>Strange Sightings: The Dog at the Movies and the Bubbles in My Red Wine</title><description>We (humans) love predictability.  Psychologists explain this preference in terms of schemata and stereotypes.  We create mental short cuts and categories for ourselves so that we can act and respond quickly and efficiently...for our survival.  When I go to the grocery store I expect to see the lettuce and the cucumbers to be in the same area.  I expect this aisle to be labeled &quot;produce.&quot;  When I go out to dinner I expect that a waiter will come and offer water before taking my order.  When I go to class I assume that there will be a place for me to sit and I expect that I will take notes.&lt;br /&gt;When something occurs that disrupts our pre-conceived notions, what happens?  We try to make sense of what we have encountered. We try to make it fit into our &quot;categories.&quot; But if it doesn&#39;t, we can either disregard it, or learn to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;Recently I went to the movies.  Everything was very familiar.  The theater was dim and screen was playing the pre-preview trivia.  People were trying to find the best seats that were neither directly next to nor directly behind any of other patrons.  Others had blocked off their territory with coats and bags.  Yep, everything was very normal... very much in line with my movie theater schema.  Then, all of a sudden I noticed the silhouette of a set of pointy ears.  There, two rows ahead of me, was a little dog dressed in a fur lined parka, sitting contently on its owners lap.  A DOG in the THEATER?  I&#39;ve lived in New York long enough to know that dogs are essentially the most fashionable accessory and have been accepted in more and more locations around the city. But the movie theater?  This I had not seen.  The dog must have been smuggled under a coat, or carried inside a bag.  At first I was appalled, but then after I calmed down, I realized that this could be a preview of what&#39;s to come.  What&#39;s next?  Dog treats at the concession stand?&lt;br /&gt;There are very good things about creating categories, making generalizations and using a schema to navigate the world.  But when things surprise us, or even shock us, it is our ability to re-frame and be adaptable to change that ultimately helps us succeed and not just survive.&lt;br /&gt;So now that I&#39;ve told you my opinion on the matter, you should go out and buy yourself a bottle of Lambrusco. What does Lambrusco have to do with dogs in movie theaters?  Well, you will most likely have a very disarming experience, like the one I had with the dog.  You may have had many glasses of Champagne, Cava or Prosecco over the years, but have you had sparkling red wine?&lt;br /&gt;I recently brought home a bottle of Lambrusco.  I had had it a couple of times before, and both times it was so foreign that I didn&#39;t know what to make of it.  At first I thought it was too much like grape juice - it wasn&#39;t as serious as a red wine &quot;should&quot; be.  But on my most recent exploration, I decided that Lambrusco can be a great addition to your wine &quot;cellar.&quot;  It still has crisp refreshing qualities that you find in white sparkling wines, but it has a totally different profile.  It&#39;s juicy, it has the slightest bit of tannins and great acidity.  I tried it with Proscuitto and it was excellent.  I tried it with peanuts (alla PB&amp;amp;J) and again it was good.  I tried it with a quesadilla and it was still quite satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story: try something new - bring home a bottle of Lambrusco... and if you have a little dog that needs constant love and attention, perhaps you should pick up a DVD while you are out as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;span class=&quot;brand&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Medici Ermete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; class=&quot;title&quot;&gt;Reggiano Assolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; class=&quot;vintageAge&quot;&gt; 2006&lt;/span&gt; is from Emilia-Romagna, Italy.  Lambrusco is the name of a grape as well as a wine, made primarily from the grape.  There are 5 DOC&#39;s that produce Lambrusco.  It does not have to be sparkling and is also made as a rose or white.  But the best rated ones these days are &quot;frizzante.&quot;  This Lambrusco has a beautiful purple froth, and a deep red-purple color.  It is dry, but does impart a slight sweet note.  I immediately thought about Welch&#39;s grape juice... but it&#39;s better, more complex isn&#39;t cloying. $11.99</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/strange-sightings-dog-at-movies-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-8629516808704383873</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 00:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-15T19:03:49.260-08:00</atom:updated><title>How do you know when your wine is corked?</title><description>A good question and one that I can&#39;t answer.  Actually that&#39;s not entirely true.  I can tell you the symptoms of a corked wine - the &quot;telltale&quot; wet basement, moldy, dirty sock smell that everyone writes about to describe wine gone &quot;bad.&quot;  I can even tell you that TCA (2,4,6-Trichloroanisole) is the the culprit that is corrupting your bad bottle of wine.  TCA, which can be passed to the wine from the cork or the barrel, can also show up in water and tea.  There are various estimates about the percentage of wine that is actually corked.  Those in the cork producing industry have produced numbers as low as 1.7% of all bottles, while other wine experts say the percentage can range anywhere from 5-10%.   There&#39;s obviously no clear answer here, but because I&#39;m a &quot;worst case scenario&quot; type of person, let&#39;s say that potentially 1 in 10 bottles actually contains the dreaded TCA.&lt;br /&gt;So how many bottles of wine have you consumed in your life?  Or in the past year. Can you imagine that potentially 1 in 10 bottles of wine that you have ever consumed have actually been corked?  If you are like me, you have probably not sent many (or even any) wines back at a restaurant.  And if you are as frugal as I am, you probably haven&#39;t dumped much down the kitchen sink either. &lt;br /&gt;There have been many times when I have suspected the presence of the TCA culprit.  The wine has had an odd odor.  &quot;I smell our redwood deck after the rain.&quot;  &quot;I smell chlorine and wet concrete.&quot;  I would qualify both of these odors as falling into the &quot;damp and musty&quot; category.  But then I sniff and sniff and convince myself that these slightly off qualities actually add to the complexity of wine.  Perhaps my desire for the wine to be good actually changes what I taste in the wine. Perhaps this phenomenon qualifies as a self-fulfilling prophecy - I paid for this wine, it must be good.  Or, this wine was given to me as a gift, it MUST be good.  And therefore mold becomes &quot;earth,&quot; wet basement becomes &quot;slate&quot; and dirty socks become &quot;brett.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;I do look forward to the day that I can proudly declare, &quot;this wine is corked!&quot;  But until I can, I guess I&#39;ll just be thankful for those other 9 bottles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Unbeknownst to us, Joe Bastianich was seated at the bar in front of our table at Babbo.  His wine,&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Bastianich Vespa Bianco&lt;/span&gt;, a blend of Sauvignon Blanc, Chardonnay and Picolit, was paired with Mario Batali&#39;s Lamb&#39;s Brain Francobolli (postage stamp shaped ravioli).  The wine was rich and creamy.  It had a delicious butterscotch finish.  It was clearly NOT corked. The wine was complemented by the sage brown butter sauce that flavored the delicate pasta.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-do-you-know-when-your-wine-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-1934113884578362970</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2008 03:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-09T07:12:46.362-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">red</category><title>How many grapes does it take to make a bottle of your favorite wine?</title><description>This weekend Fletcher and I decided to make a meal that would pair well with the wine I had given him for his birthday.  This wine happens to be the most expensive wine that I have ever purchased. Can you guess how much I paid?  Well regardless of the actual price (you can cheat and scroll to the bottom if you&#39;re really dying to know), imagine the most expensive wine you have ever purchased or would purchase.  For some of you that price may be a multiple of what I paid, for others, a fraction. What would you want to pair with that wine?  We decided on something luxurious.  Filet Mignon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had debated going to a specialty butcher shop, but we ended up at Citeralla, a gourmet grocery store where you can get  a myriad of delicacies, but practically nothing that comes in a can, a box or anything usually found in the &quot;frozen entree&quot; section.  Citeralla gave us two choices for our filets.  We opted to get one piece of the very expensive grass fed Australian filet and another piece of the exorbitantly priced dry aged domestic filet.  We took the little packages of meat home, gave them a good salt and pepper rub and then seared them on our special cast-iron grill pan.  The room (otherwise known as our entire apartment) filled with smoke and delicious meat aromas. And we were once again reminded that we don&#39;t have a smoke alarm (don&#39;t worry Mom and Dad, I&#39;m working on it this week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meat was cooked perfectly .  The Australian filet was delicious, but the aged filet was the star.  As we drank our magnificent wine and ate our tender morsels of meat I couldn&#39;t help but think about the fact that not only was I eating delicious filet mignon for dinner, but that I actually had two cows from two different continents on the same plate.  This got me to think about how out of touch I am (we are) with where our food comes from and how it gets to us.  Did you know that your Avocado could be from California, Mexico, the Dominican Republic or New Zealand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNDokxqwr3UO1YzCZpAZyMMK7B39vwxdMjxqH1FVmAddWS3aEAbHzhy-kKv0dthru5sjLyZv3y31dFxmWNQ3TwASern5w4nj0J6KYFsSsmrIITOPYr6Ffpwm9ZINyxcYAWg5O2XyeRII0/s1600-h/cows.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNDokxqwr3UO1YzCZpAZyMMK7B39vwxdMjxqH1FVmAddWS3aEAbHzhy-kKv0dthru5sjLyZv3y31dFxmWNQ3TwASern5w4nj0J6KYFsSsmrIITOPYr6Ffpwm9ZINyxcYAWg5O2XyeRII0/s320/cows.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163350228968189618&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started to think about the wine in my glass.  I knew it was from Italy - Valpolicella in fact.  I knew that the grapes that made the wine were Corvina.  I knew that the grapes were picked in 2002.  I could infer the basic wine making techniques that were used to create this delicious juice, but I didn&#39;t really know what it took to make this fine wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that it takes between 600 and 800 grapes to make a bottle of wine.  There are about 75 grapes to a cluster and a single grapevine can produce up to 40 clusters.  Therefore, a single grape vine can potentially generate the equivalent of 5 bottles of wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the very special wine... made from 9 or 10 clusters of very special grapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Note&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2002 Marion Valpolicella Superiore.&lt;/span&gt;  There was a clarity and silky lightness to the wine that made the intensity of the flavors quite surprising.  At first I got a subtle hint of tar, but it faded away quickly into dark dried fruit.  The sweetness of the fruit was not masked by the usual burn of alcohol. 800 grapes and 39.99 worth of deliciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhncZWgwoiP3mAO8UD1GW5Q5atSsk3rXcCxbptCOHVZ96PSc84_87Uwydlzkom5w6d_otnDykWV3ZAsKkQHAeDPA4ip2fI9zcyi8smET0nwsxEf3gEgpX0qLE3MC70-Zb8S4sNw_De0e_0/s1600-h/marion.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhncZWgwoiP3mAO8UD1GW5Q5atSsk3rXcCxbptCOHVZ96PSc84_87Uwydlzkom5w6d_otnDykWV3ZAsKkQHAeDPA4ip2fI9zcyi8smET0nwsxEf3gEgpX0qLE3MC70-Zb8S4sNw_De0e_0/s320/marion.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163350718594461378&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-many-grapes-does-it-take-to-make.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNDokxqwr3UO1YzCZpAZyMMK7B39vwxdMjxqH1FVmAddWS3aEAbHzhy-kKv0dthru5sjLyZv3y31dFxmWNQ3TwASern5w4nj0J6KYFsSsmrIITOPYr6Ffpwm9ZINyxcYAWg5O2XyeRII0/s72-c/cows.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-6741932718063806917</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2008 23:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-24T19:27:26.546-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">red</category><title>The &quot;No Thank You Portion&quot;  - Giving food and wine a second, third and fourth try.</title><description>My former co-teacher once told our students about a rule that her family had about food.  She said that when she was growing up, her parents made sure that their three daughters never said no to new or disliked food by instigating the &quot;no thank you portion&quot; rule. In her family, if you thought you weren&#39;t going to like the food being served you would still get a no thank you portion; just enough on your plate to give that undesirable item a try.  This rule helped the girls expand their palates but also didn&#39;t let the prepared food go to waste on an abandoned plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family had a similar policy, though it was never stated as an explicit rule.  I was expected to give new food a chance, but I was never forced to eat anything I didn&#39;t like.  In fact, I felt bad for my friends who had the &quot;clean your plate&quot; rule enforced in their families because as my parents explained it to me, food should never used as a punishment and children should be given the opportunity to learn when they are full.  Portion control has clearly become an issue for a &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;large&lt;/span&gt; percentage of American children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My co-teacher and I were lucky that we had parents who tried to strike a balance between fostering open-mindedness and gratitude with autonomy and choice.   As a result, I have a positive and healthy view of food  and I will try anything  (that is eaten by other people) at least once.  Both my co-teacher and I tried to bring this attitude into the classroom.  Over the three years that I was teaching I challenged my students to be adventurous and even daring eaters. I even went as far as scavenging through the Chinatown markets for packaged jellyfish.  The kids responded with, &quot;Chewy!&quot; &quot;It tastes like a rubber-band.&quot; &quot;Yum, can I have some more?&quot; In my experience, children are often more open minded than we give them credit for; its the adults who are harder to coax into being adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adults can be just as picky about their wine as they are about their food.  Too often I have hear, &quot;I only drink white.&quot;  &quot;I only like full bodied red.&quot; &quot;I hate buttery Chardonnay!&quot; &quot;I love California wine.&quot;  &quot;I prefer only old world wine.&quot;  People get set in their wine drinking ways and go for the tried and true on every visit to the wine store.  I do understand why people get in a wine-buying rut.  After all, whether its $3 or $300 (gasp!), a bottle of wine is an investment.  We want to know that we are going to be satisfied by what we have bought.  But the problem with buying the same wine, whether its the same brand, same region or same grape varietal, is that you miss out on the adventure of trying a new wine on many occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the &quot;no thank you portion&quot; a bottle of wine should be given,  at least 4 chances:&lt;br /&gt;1.Your first sips and first impression.  Don&#39;t like it?  Did you just brush your teeth?  Just pull the bottle out of the fridge?&lt;br /&gt;2.Give the wine a second chance in an hour.  The air has mixed with the wine.  The wine has changed temperatures and your tongue has had a chance to acclimate to the wine drinking conditions.  Still don&#39;t like it?&lt;br /&gt;3. Try it with food.  Some wine is just meant to be drunk with food.  It won&#39;t ever taste great without the fat, acid, flavor and texture that food adds. Still not a fan?&lt;br /&gt;4. Leave the wine (cork in) overnight on your counter.  Let it &quot;relax&quot; and give it time to &quot;open up.&quot; No, I&#39;m not talking about your recent date, I&#39;m still talking about that questionable wine.  Give your wine another chance on the second night.  If you still don&#39;t like it, give yourself permission to let go of that bottle. But don&#39;t give up on the wine completely.  You never know... After all you like asparagus and onions now don&#39;t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;brand&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Domaine Bernard Moreau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; class=&quot;title&quot;&gt;Chassagne Montrachet Vieilles Vignes Rouge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;vintageAge&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place known for its incredible whites - how would this red hold up?  First sip - not good.  Second sip - still not good.  Fletcher wouldn&#39;t drink it either.  The second day - really really bad vinegar finish.  I tried another bottle - not quite as bad. This wine is very high in acid, very low in fruit.  In other words it was tart and also had a woody component.  It was interesting, and did cut through the fat of our steak sandwiches.  I think I&#39;ll have to give it another try... next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-thank-you-portion-giving-food-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>42</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-839347998690405965</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2007 03:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-15T08:42:32.247-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bargain</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sparkling</category><title>Things That Sparkle</title><description>Blog production came to a halt last week as I entered into phase 1 of my finals.  Tonight, after presenting a group project to 20 some military folk, who happen to be taking a class with me, all I wanted to do was get home, quickly assemble dinner and celebrate the end of phase 1 with a glass a wine.  Unfortunately I was in a bit of a wine predicament - I only had the following three options to choose from: a rich, dense South African Cabernet Sauvignon, a very special bottle of 1997 Riesling given to me as a gift, and a bottle of Cava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the Cabernet was out because it would certainly over-power any frozen item that I found to thaw out for my entree.  And the Riesling was clearly far too precious and rare to crack open without being able to share it with at least a few other wine lovers.  That left the Cava, which I had intended to use for some &quot;festive&quot; occasion.  As I made my way downtown on the number 2 train I remembered that my good friends Dottie and John like to keep a bottle of bubbly in the fridge at all times.   If Dottie and John could drink sparkling wine on a &quot;regular&quot; night, then so could I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I thought about the idea of saving sparkling wine for special occasions the more it seemed odd.  After all, Americans have no problem drinking other sparkling beverages on a daily basis.  Think about it - we don&#39;t make a big deal about drinking &quot;sparkling&quot; coca cola, or &quot;sparkling&quot; Budweiser.  In fact sparkling beverages are filling up vending machines, deli counters and big gulps everywhere.  Why then do sparkling wines get such a fancy and exclusive reputation?  Maybe the Krugs and Dom Perignons of the  world are giving sparkling wines a bad rep.  After all, just because they are called &quot;sparkling&quot; doesn&#39;t mean we have to give all bubblies  diamond-like status.  Yes, it is true that certain bottles of Champagne can be extraordinarily labor  intensive (and therefore expensive) but other sparklers can be made in large vats or with simple C02 injections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my newly found desire to consume sparkling wine on a more regular basis, I sprinted out of the subway station and marched home.  I found my frozen item of choice (Trader Joe&#39;s chicken and Vegetable dumplings... Delicious!) and made a quick side salad. I popped open my Cava and within 10 minutes (beat that Rachael Ray!) I was at the table.  You are probably DYING to know...How does Cava pair with dumplings?  Quite well in fact.  The cava was dry and clean, standing up to the vinegar in my salad dressing.  The slight hint of sweetness balanced my dipping sauce. The bubbles brought out the spice I added to my sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;ctl00_cphMainMiddle_lblItemName&quot; class=&quot;pt14blsize&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Savia Viva Blanco &quot;Clásico&quot; - 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;A nice clean and simple sparkling wine that has the added bonus of being organic.  It is dry but has good fruit.  The website from the store said that there is &quot;quince&quot; fruit, but I honestly haven&#39;t had much quince (maybe just in preserve form) and so I didn&#39;t taste quince.  What I can tell you is that that it was NOT too bitter, NOT too alcohol-y and also went well with the honey roasted peanuts that I had for dessert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/12/things-that-sparkle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-5869443963250965372</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 22:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-15T08:42:58.787-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">red</category><title>The guy named Brett, in the Barnyard with the loaf of Bread</title><description>When was the last time you played the game of Clue?  You remember don&#39;t you? The one where one winner gets to shout, &quot;It&#39;s Ms. Scarlet, in the dining room with the candlestick!&quot; thereby declaring the suspect, location and weapon used in the &quot;murder.&quot;  Well, I present you with a new version of the classic game. This one is called: What is that Smell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first began hanging around people who &quot;know a lot about wine,&quot; I remember being told that this or that wine was &quot;bready.&quot;  I would then stick my nose in the glass and take a nice long whiff, hoping that I too would be able to smell that home-baked goodness.  I certainly smelled a lot of something, but it wasn&#39;t bread, it was stink; a combination of horse manure and wet gym shoes.  Where was the bread and how could my nose be so off?  Maybe in passing by the south end of Central Park, I had inhaled just as a horse drawn carriage was passing, thereby allowing manure molecules to lodge themselves deep in my nasal passages. Alright, let&#39;s be honest; it had been weeks since I had last visited midtown or the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another occasion I was sampling a particularly wild wine. The &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Olivier Cousin Anjou Pur Breton 2004&lt;/span&gt; had actually been made from grapes that were grown on land that had been tilled by horses.  The sommelier who happened to be sampling the wine with me said that it was too &quot;bready&quot; for his taste.  I asked him to clarify and discovered that he was actually talking about that same funky horse poop meets dirty shoe smell that I had recognized in the previous wine.  Well, apparently no one had told me that &quot;bread&quot; was both a delicious food item and an off-putting barnyard aroma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had solved the puzzle until I mentioned the &quot;bready&quot; quality of Olivier Cousin&#39;s wine to another wine expert.  He turned to me and said, do you mean &quot;Brett?&quot;  Aha! I was given a very important piece of the puzzle.  That soft &quot;t&quot; had sounded like a &quot;d&quot; to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystery solved:  Brett stands for &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Brettanomyces&lt;/span&gt;, a unicellular fungus that can infect the wine.  It causes that barnyard odor.  It can also creates spicy and smoky smells.  More often the &quot;Bretty&quot; quality can be found in old world wines.  Brettanomyces is a problem, because if it is not controlled it can cause widespread contamination throughout a winery.  However, many people actual enjoy and seek out bretty wines.  Why would anyone want their wine to smell like horse manure you might ask?  Well, think about it like cheese - where mold is not always a bad thing.  Sometimes it makes you throw the cheese in the trash and sometimes it makes you pay $24 dollars a pound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2004 Olivier Cousin Anjou Pur Breton &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;is a biodynamic wine made from Cabernet Franc.  Its taste changes with each sip - one moment bursting fruit, the next horse manure, tabacco and tar. If you like rustic wine, you will like this one.  It was a little too bretty for me. 17.99&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/guy-named-brett-in-barnyard-with-loaf.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-4723538863070764436</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2007 03:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-15T08:43:31.674-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">white</category><title>Phooey! I can&#39;t remember the Pouillys!</title><description>Let&#39;s say that you like white wine and you have discovered that Chardonnay and Sauvignon Blanc are different but both quite appealing varities.  After several trips to your local wine store, you&#39;ve tried the California Chardonnays (Edna, Chalone)and Sauvignon Blancs (Geyser Peak, Frogs Leap).  You even ventured into the Southern Hemisphere, sampling Argentina, Australia and New Zealand&#39;s selections.  At this point, feeling ready to branch out a bit more, both in geography and price range, you decide to head to the French aisle.  But when you arrive, you can&#39;t find a single bottle of trusty Chardonnay or Sauvignon Blanc.  Instead you find yourself trying to pronounce (in your head of course) names like &quot;Chassange-Montrachet&quot; and &quot;Gevrey-Chambertin.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, at this point maybe you have remembered that French wines are labeled by their region, village or Chateau instead of their grape variety.  So you think to yourself, &quot;Pouilly-Fume is a white wine, but is it Chardonnay or Sauvignon Blanc?&quot;  Then there&#39;s Pouilly-Fuisse... now which one is that one?  Two almost identical labels, neither of which you can properly pronounce... how can you tell them apart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 3 ways to help you remember how to match the grape with the name (One of these explanations was provided to me by a wine expert... can you tell which one?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Let&#39;s look carefully at the words Fuisse and Fume.  The middle consonants in each are ss and m.  Take the &quot;m&quot; and go back one letter in the alphabet.  Are you at L?  Good!  Now what&#39;s the first thing you think of that starts with L?  Loire Valley of course! And what grape varietal is grown in the Loire?  Yep, you guessed it... Sauvignon Blanc.  Now you have a &quot;quick and easy&quot; way of remembering the difference between Pouilly-Fuisse and Pouilly-Fu&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Walk to the French section and find a bottle of Pouilly-Fume.  Now you have two options.  You can either tilt your head upside down or flip the bottle so that it&#39;s neck is pointing down.  I vote for the first.  What is the only letter that is right-side up in Fume?  W!  W stands for White and blanc means white in French, so clearly you have a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc in your hands! Buy it immediately and enjoy its smoky flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Alright, here is your last option. Let&#39;s eliminate the first word &quot;Pouilly,&quot; (which is pronounced pooh-YEE by the way) because its in both names. Okay, now we have Fume and Fuisee.  Fume which means smoke in France was taken by Robert Mondavi.  He took that word and used it to replace the word &quot;Sauvignon&quot;and ended up with &quot;Fume Blanc,&quot; his fancy sophisticated name that was meant to attract wine drinkers back in the 1968 in California.  If you can remember that Sauvignon Blanc = &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Fume&lt;/span&gt; Blanc =&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt; Pouilly-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Fume&lt;/span&gt;, then you&#39;ll be set (just remember that the other one that doesn&#39;t end in Fume is Chardonnay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh forget the Pouilly business.. just give me some good, inexpensive French white wine. &lt;span class=&quot;brand&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Moulin de Gassac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; class=&quot;title&quot;&gt;Le Mazet Blanc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; class=&quot;vintageAge&quot;&gt; 2006.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;vintageAge&quot;&gt;This is a crisp, very dry, tart white wine from a very good producer.  It is a blend of Clairette&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Grenache Blanc and our favorite, Sauvignon Blanc! Not complicated but very appealing. $8.99&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.shop.appellationnyc.com/results?varietalid=1032&amp;amp;nobounce=1&amp;amp;id=KWFbBHtK&amp;amp;mv_pc=81&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/phooey-i-cant-remember-pouillys.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-2305745388966848209</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 22:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-15T08:44:08.132-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">white</category><title>Volatizing the Esters and Violating My Nose</title><description>The other night I was browsing through the low channels on DirectTV. I was in unfamiliar territory, far away from the HD channels in the 80&#39;s, the food network in the 200&#39;s, the premium movie channels in the 500&#39;s or the music stations in the 800&#39;s.  I was  surfing down in the single digits, the long forgotten local channels, when I discovered a program about wine.  A woman with voluminous red hair was explaining how she taught her good friend Peter about wine (I later found out that her name was Lettie Teague and that she wrote  a&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.simonsays.com/content/book.cfm?tab=1&amp;amp;pid=525432&quot;&gt; book&lt;/a&gt; about the experience).  She said that Peter really got a kick out the term &quot;volatilizing the esters.&quot; I&#39;m with Peter on that one... volatizing the esters sounds like something mad scientists should be doing in their top secret chemistry labs. But it appears that those who know wine know this term. Bloggers, wine writers and especially wine-know-it-alls have decoded this phrase countless times before for those of us who still think of wine as more of a beverage than a science.  So, for all my faithful readers, here is my attempt to explain the term:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Volatizing the esters&lt;/span&gt; = swirling the wine in the glass to get in contact with the air in order to help release the chemical compounds in the wine so that our nose can detect the aroma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volatizing the esters is actually a skill that requires a bit of practice.  It&#39;s kind of like hula-hooping.  Do you ever notice that really good hula-hoopers seem to be able to keep the hoop spinning without moving their hips very much at all?  I suppose its all about getting in sync and finding the right rhythm.  Wine pro&#39;s have the same ability. With a quick flick of their wrists they can send their wine spiraling around the glass bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I recently realized that I too had developed the habit of swirling my wine each time before inhaling, I knew that I had entered into a new phase of wine connoisseurship.  I had begun swirling my wine, I mean, &quot;volatilizing the esters,&quot; so much, that even a friend once commented on the tornado-like activity going on in my glass.  I thought I had it down pat.  I felt that I could walk into a tasting session and at least look like I knew what I was doing (the tasting, spitting and identifying part aside).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day however, thankfully home alone, I opened a bottle of 2006 Michel Torino, Don David and poured a glass.  I began the volatilizing process as I lifted the glass to my nose when suddenly I lost control of the liquid and it sloshed out of the glass just as I was inhaling.  The wine burned my nose and shocked my system.  I had to immediately run to the bathroom sink and splash water on, well let&#39;s be honest, UP my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;d like to blame the incident on the fact that I was using a different glass than I normally use.  The Ikea glass had a smaller bowl and different shape than the Crate and Barrel glass that I usually drink from.  But I suppose &quot;real&quot; wine pros could volatize esters in any kind of glass.  Perhaps I&#39;d better keep practicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2006 Michel Torino, Don David. Cafayate Valley, Argentina. &lt;/span&gt;This wine is made from the Torrontes grape.  Torrontes may be related to Malvasia. This wine is aromatic and floral. It is still rather dry and high in acid which makes it very drinkable.  The finish was surprisingly long and rich.  If you are not into aromatic wines, you may find this to be a bit soapy.  But I would definitely get this one again. $14.99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/volatizing-esters-and-violating-my-nose.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>48</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-3145215613994974096</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 03:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-15T08:44:28.950-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">red</category><title>A-E-I-O-U and sometimes why?... Unpacking Beaujolais one vowel at a time</title><description>Do you ever look at a word and think, &quot;wow there are a lot of vowels in that word.&quot; Well, okay maybe not.  But I can tell you that from being a first grade teacher for 3 years, it&#39;s a habit I just can&#39;t seem to break.  Teaching children about vowels is an endlessly frustrating and hilarious task.  But somehow by the end of the year, all the students know about those magical letters: a-e-i-o-u and sometimes y; the glue that allows us to make all kinds of words both big and small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; bottle of Beaujolais is usually made out of the Gamay grape;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;xcept if you get a bottle of Beaujolais Blanc, which is made from Chardonnay and Aligote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;f you want something special, go for a &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Cru Beaujolais&lt;/span&gt; (the 10 top villages get this region).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;r you can try &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Beaujolais-Villages, &lt;/span&gt;a step up from the regular variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;nfortunately Beaujolais can be easily overlooked as a &quot;simple&quot; wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt; you should &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; go out and buy a bottle of Beaujolais- Nouveau* -  Resist the gimmick and go for the good stuff. Plus you will be doing your part to reduce &lt;a href=&quot;http://drvino.com/2007/11/15/bojo-no-vo-polar-bears-and-pr-oops/&quot;&gt;carbon emissions&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A quick lesson on Beaujolais Nouveau:  After the harvest the the grapes become wine through a process called carbonic maceration.  This means that the grapes were left hole during the fermentation process.  The juice in each grape ferments inside the skin.  Because the skins were not smashed up in the mixture, the wine that results is not as tannic. It has a light fruity style.  This wine is then bottled and sent around the world for the Beaujolais Release Day (the 3rd Thursday in November).  I love rituals and I love celebrations, especially ones that involve wine, but this is one ritual that may need to be re-evaluated due to its negative environmental impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2002, Louis Jadot, Chateau des Jacques Moulin-A-Vent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a delicious Beaujolais that is both fruity and woody.  It has some richness to it that makes it taste a little like a Pinot Noir.  It also still has good acidity and is great chilled down a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2006 Jean Paul Brun, Beaujolais Blanc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Chardonnay that exhibits bright sharp fruit flavors of apples and lemons.  It&#39;s not buttery it is fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/e-i-o-u-and-sometimes-why-unpacking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-2735335705398353539</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Nov 2007 03:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-06T20:35:08.105-08:00</atom:updated><title>How do you take your tea?</title><description>I tend to think of wine as being a far more intimidating subject than tea.  I would argue that many people think that wine is for the wealthy, the cultured (or snobbish) and the well-traveled while tea is for your grandmother, your upset stomach or your breakfast.  Generally speaking (and without doing a true ounce for ounce comparison) wine is considered more costly than tea. A cup of tea from the corner cart vendor will only cost you a dollar while even the cheapest house wine averages 5-7 dollars at a restaurant.  And when you do order that glass of wine you are faced with many choices. Whereas generally speaking people usually stick to the same type tea.  It seems that people prefer their tea made a certain way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my first year as a teacher I always got my tea with milk and no sugar while my co-teacher ordered hers with lemon and four sugars - we were on complete opposite sides of the tea spectrum.&lt;br /&gt;I have just made many many generalizations; some of which I believe and others which I don&#39;t think are true at all.  Nonetheless I will continue to make generalizations in an attempt to demystify some of the choices about wine.  I will use tea as my guide, so before you go any further, ask yourself, how do you take your tea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table id=&quot;e.e5&quot; border=&quot;3&quot; bordercolor=&quot;#333333&quot; cellpadding=&quot;7&quot; cellspacing=&quot;3&quot; height=&quot;722&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot; width=&quot;5%&quot;&gt;Tea&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; valign=&quot;top&quot; width=&quot;45%&quot;&gt;Crossover&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; width=&quot;50%&quot;&gt;Wine&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;5%&quot;&gt;Black&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; width=&quot;45%&quot;&gt;You like that bitter astringency that comes from the tannins in the tea.&amp;nbsp; You may even enjoy that feeling of wetness being wicked away from your tongue and the squeekiness of your teeth&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;50%&quot;&gt;You will like dry red wines. Try one from France like a young Bordeaux (younger wines = more tannic) or a Chateaunuef-du-Pape.&amp;nbsp; Or if you are on a budget, a Cabernet from South America may do the trick.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;5%&quot;&gt;With milk only &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; width=&quot;45%&quot;&gt;You like the mellowness that the milk brings as it cuts down the tannins in the tea, but you still like a little bitter element. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;50%&quot;&gt;You could be interested in a smoother red wine such as a Merlot. For a splurge try a Pomerol and experience its velvety texture and smooth tannins.&amp;nbsp; Or go for a Carmenere - doing well in Chile.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;5%&quot;&gt;With sugar only&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; width=&quot;45%&quot;&gt;You enjoy the bright, lightness of the tea, but without the bitterness.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;50%&quot;&gt;Try a Beaujolais, made from the light and fruity Gamay grape.&amp;nbsp; Or maybe even a rose.&amp;nbsp; If you&#39;re really feeling adventurous, go for a Sparkling Lambrusco - a red sparkler that will remind you of drinking grape juice as a child.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;5%&quot;&gt;With lemon only&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; width=&quot;45%&quot;&gt;You love the crisp sour acidity that the lemon brings to the tea. In wine this is not a favorable combination&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;50%&quot;&gt;You will go for a white wine.&amp;nbsp; Try a Vernaccia from Italy for its crisp citrus notes and light body.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;5%&quot;&gt;With milk and sugar&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; width=&quot;45%&quot;&gt;You are using the tea as a vehicle for a sugary, creamy dessert.&amp;nbsp; You love sweet, mild flavors&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;50%&quot;&gt;You may like a rich Chardonnay, aged in oak for its buttery finish. Or try a Viognier - if you really want something unctuous go for a Condrieu. Or try an aged Semillon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;5%&quot;&gt;with sugar and lemon&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; width=&quot;45%&quot;&gt;You like the acidity of the lemon but you want it toned down a bit. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;50%&quot;&gt;Try a Kabinett Riesling if you take one sugar, Spatlese if you like 2, Auslese if you like 3 and Trokenbeernauslese if you like 4 and can afford it &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;5%&quot;&gt;Green Tea&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; width=&quot;45%&quot;&gt;You enjoy the grassy flavors of the green. Perhaps you like the bitterness too. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;50%&quot;&gt;You could either do a white or a red.&amp;nbsp; If you go with white try a Sauvignon blanc from New Zealand - they are especially grassy and zesty.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;5%&quot;&gt;Chamomile&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; width=&quot;45%&quot;&gt;You like herbal teas, maybe you like organic things too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;50%&quot;&gt;Try an unfiltered white wine - one that has been oxidized.&amp;nbsp; You will get that chamomile taste as well as apple cider. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;5%&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; width=&quot;45%&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;50%&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-do-you-take-your-tea.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-4250407439515765729</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2007 03:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-05T05:18:40.844-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">red</category><title>What does wood do to wine?</title><description>Long ago wine was stored and transported in  an amphora (a large ceramic container).  Nowadays, with the exception of the rogue winemaker, the only places to find amphorae are museums.  These days winemakers have many decisions about  the vessel in which  to ferment and store their wine.  In fact, the choice of containers is actually an integral part of the art of making wine.  And with increased technology, the choice has become far from simple.  It&#39;s not just a question of whether to put the wine in metal or wood; there are many other factors to consider.  As I set out to list the numerous decisions that face the winemaker, I started to hear a version of Dr. Seuss&#39; &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue fish&lt;/span&gt; in my head... only instead of fish we are talking about wood. So here is my Ode to Dr. Seuss; an attempt to explain the ever so complicated relationship between wine and wood. Read the following poem to get a sense of... oh the places wine can go (read it out-loud, find your teacher voice and really get into that sweet sing-song rhythm that you can remember your first grade teacher using during read-aloud time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Wood  and Wine - An Ode to Dr. Seuss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New wood, old wood,&lt;br /&gt;French wood, bold wood&lt;br /&gt;cheap barrels, true barrels&lt;br /&gt;used barrels,  new barrels&lt;br /&gt;Oh where should all my wine go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wine in big barrels&lt;br /&gt;Wine in small barrels&lt;br /&gt;Wine in tall round oak barrels&lt;br /&gt;I just don&#39;t know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short time, long time&lt;br /&gt;sometime, no time&lt;br /&gt;wood at the beginning or wood at the end&lt;br /&gt;wood wants to be my wine&#39;s best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oak makes wine smell like vanilla and taste like spice&lt;br /&gt;Some people hate it and some think it&#39;s awfully nice&lt;br /&gt;Oak in chips or oak in powder,&lt;br /&gt;We could make a wine chowder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever know,&lt;br /&gt;how wood could be&lt;br /&gt;wine&#39;s friend or foe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fluent readers - for a full length explaination on the use of oak in wine making go to &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oak_%28wine%29&quot;&gt;Oak(wine)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2001 Vina Salceda Reserva, Rioja &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;This wine is restrained, classy and complex.  Served at &quot;cellar temperature&quot; it was deliciously flavored with vanilla, wood and subtle red fruits.  It is a dry wine, with sturdy tannins and without the hot, high alcohol content that is prevalent in many new young wines.  We drank it with mushroom risotto served in a roasted carnival squash and simply sauteed chicken with a white wine sauce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;The back of the label...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Vina Salceda, &quot;founded in 1969, is located in Elciego, an area of Rioja with a privilged microclimate and soil. Vina Slceda Reserva has been made with selected, handpicked traditional Rioja grape varieties Tempranillo (90%) Graciano (5%) and Mazuelo (5%) from our own vineyards.  Aged for 18 months in American oak barrels.  Store at cellar temperatures and conditions.  20.99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-does-wood-do-to-wine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-1725299867915336480</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2007 02:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-31T10:25:52.560-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">white</category><title>Zoom, Zoom, Zoom... Why I like wine: Reason #1</title><description>Frequently I am asked to explain why I like wine so much... why not tea, mystery novels or modern art?  Well, there are many reasons why I love wine, so I thought I would devote a few entries to explaining my interest in, enjoyment of and passion for wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live in (have lived, or even visited)  New York City, you know that the pulse of the city is beating far above a resting heart rate.  Try crossing through the Times Square subway station at rush hour or navigating the streets of Midtown, Chinatown or Broadway St. and you will feel the frenetic energy of the city. The city&#39;s fast paced, high energy reputation draws people from around the world, but only some (often the native New Yorkers) really thrive in this environment.  The rest of us just try to hang on for the ride.  If we are lucky find ways of coping and adapting so that eventually fast and frantic begins to feel normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently though, I have noticed that I have been operating at such a high speed that I often swear I have that Zoom, Zoom, Zoom jingle from the &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.zoomzoomlive.com/&quot;&gt;Mazda commercials&lt;/a&gt; running through my head.  I zoom to the store before the rain hits. I zoom through the closing subway doors, zoom up to class before the lecture begins. Then I zoom back down to my apartment, like a rat scurrying through innards of the city, I zip through my same route, up the same staircase, into the same subway car, through the same passageway, down the same avenue and into my building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was so focused on getting home as fast as possible I found myself slamming into the turnstile at the subway station.  I was in such a hurry that I forgot the all important step of swiping my card.  After the initial shock of realizing I was not exiting but rather entering the station, I looked around quickly to make sure that no one else had noticed, then whipped out my card, swiped and hustled along. Back safely at home, with the zoom, zoom&#39;s fading away, I pulled out a bottle of Pinot Grigio that I had opened the night before, poured a glass, sat down, sipped and everything started to slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wine begs its drinker to enjoy a slower pace of life. The ritual of having a glass of wine at night, after a long day allows me to unwind and gives me the opportunity to focus on nothing else but the colors, smells, tastes and textures of the wine. When I have a glass of wine I allow myself to enjoy each sip.  And then I take the time to write down everything I taste.  I suppose I could slow down with a cup of tea, a mystery novel, piece of artwork, yoga or any of the other activities that people engage in to unwind and de-stress.  But I have found that wine is the one that works for me. What works for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2005 Vila Marija Pinot Grigio, Slovenia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Light golden color.  Herbaceous, with a slight spice. Bitter notes but with a touch of honeysuckle.  Not very fruit forward but clean and has good acidity and minerality.  &lt;/span&gt; $13.99 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/zoom-zoom-zoom-why-i-like-wine-reason-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-7616136136250761714</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2007 02:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-25T06:54:01.208-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">event</category><title>5 Friends, 5 wines, 5 countries</title><description>Last week I sprinted home 20 blocks on an unseasonably warm evening and wearing rather uncomfortable heels in order to host a wine and cheese party for some of my friends.  I asked each friend to bring a wine. It could be red or white but had to be $10 or less. Upon arriving, my friends handed over their bottles and I put them into paper bags numbered 1 through 5. We conducted our tasting which was interspersed with lots of talking and eating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to several realizations during the evening.  First, I realized that I have managed to accumulate more wine knowledge than I thought I had.  Being constantly surrounded by people who know a whole lot more about wine than I do has caused me to consistently feel behind the ball...rather than on it.  Yet, when I actually think about it, I&#39;ve actually picked up a lot information in the past year about wine making, grape varietals, wine growing regions and of course wine consumption.  What I hadn&#39;t realized until this night, was that reading, writing, watching and blogging about wine has given me a whole new vocabulary for which to describe the things that I already actually knew about wine.  So instead of saying, I like this wine; it tastes good. I can now say, I like this wine because it has ripe fruit flavors, soft tannins, a silky smooth mouth feel and long finish.  I&#39;m not actually tasting anything different in the wine, I just have the language that enables me to more accurately report my experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wine community&#39;s use of language (barnyard? cat pee? foxy?)  has been widely debated.  And, as I have said previously, I do think that descriptors can be taken too far.  I also firmly believe that while having the shared language to talk about wine enables you to communicate your opinions in a vivid and specific way, it does not necessarily allow you to enjoy the wine to a greater extent.  I saw this to be true as my friends sipped their way through the five wines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used a form that I made to write down our notes and scores for each wine.  Then at the end of the tasting we ripped off the paper bags and found out the identity of each wine.  At first I thought it rather remarkable that no one chose the same grape variety and no one chose a wine from the same country. But when you think about the diversity of wines (even the affordable under $10 variety) it actually is quite plausible.  Moreover, if you factor the distinct personalities of the wine buyers into the equation the wide range does make perfect sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2006 Fairvalley Chenin Blanc, South Africa&lt;/span&gt; - Crisp, dry white wine that has the grassy quality of a New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc quality.  Citrus notes, with a relatively short finish. 8.99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2005 Costentino Winery, &quot;The Novelist&quot; Meritage (Sauvignon Blanc and Semillon), California&lt;/span&gt;.  Think of words that convey richness: Creamy, buttery, vanilla (balanced with good fruit and acidity) - this wine fooled me into thinking California oaky Chardonnay.  If paired with a triple cream, this would make a milkshake in your mouth.  Yum! 9.99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2006 Colonia Las Liebres Bonarda, Mendoza, Argentina.&lt;/span&gt;  Bonarda (also known as Charbona) is a grape that most likely originated from Italy and is doing very well in South America.  It had good fresh juicy red fruits, with soft tannins and medium finish.  This wine was unassuming but very drinkable and could go with many different kinds of food. - Dr. Vino liked this wine too! 5.99-9.99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2005 Monte Degli Angeli Monferrato Pinot Noir.&lt;/span&gt;  This had the most open nose (are you imagining wide nostrils because I am) of the bunch - classic young Pinot smell, which quite honestly, I may not be able describe very well, but I think of a sweet jammy bouquet with a touch of earth.  A rather light, astringent wine, but still lively and fruity. It had more depth than most other inexpensive Pinots that I have tried.   I liked it a lot on the first day and not quite as much on the second.  7.99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2006 Oxford Landing Cabernet Sauvignon (70%), Shiraz (30%), South Australia&lt;/span&gt;.  This was the most tannic wine of the bunch. Bitter, vegetal and rubbery tires. I want to try this wine again because I think it may not be a good bottle.  $8.49</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/5-friends-5-wines-5-countries.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-5537118759646654173</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2007 03:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-15T20:57:53.965-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">red</category><title>Why is my tongue purple?</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;Last week I veered off of Walling Road and onto the fundraising/event planning path. It was quite a bumpy path and one that I hope I will not be heading down any time soon.  Nonetheless, I was able to raise money for NYC kids and it appeared that all who attended had a good time.  But in the weeks leading up to the event (Pong at Porky&#39;s: Play for Public Schools), I did a whole lot of stressing and not a lot of wine writing.  So, this little anecdotes comes from a few days ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;My parents were in town toward the end of September and purchased two bottles of wine for me - both at a reasonable cost and both red.  Though they were from different continents and hemispheres, they were told that the two could be compared in a taste off (at least for value and flavor). Upon receiving these two gifts, I had every intention of cooking up a delicious meat sauce and hosting a small dinner party with one or two other couples.   Of course, the days went by and things got more and more hectic as the day of the big event approached.  I decided that instead of opening the two bottles simultaneously, I would just have to experience them on their own.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;2006 El Seque Vinedos De Seque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt; was opened.  I was especially excited about this wine because I spent a semester in Alicante,,where it was produced, during my junior year.  I poured a very judicious amount into my glass - there was just too much to do and I needed to be able to read for class, write and take notes, start research email guests and plan out the details of my party.  I took a sip, swishing the wine as the wine pros do - all around my tongue to the back of my throat, in front of my teeth, coating my palate.  I swallowed and tried again.  This was certainly a big wine.  After a few more sips my glass was gone and I went about my tackling my to do list.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;About 15 minutes later I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I looked strange; something was wrong.  I stared and realized that my lips had a strange hue to them.  I smiled and my teeth had a slight blue cast.  I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue...  purple!  My tongue was dyed a deep indigo.  I had a sudden flashback to the days of devouring candy with names like &quot;blue razzberry.&quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;Now I know that it is quite common for people to get the red wine teeth (when your teeth lose their pearly white sheen and become a little gray).  This was not the same thing.  This was on a whole other level.... and I had only had a few sips!  I was so preoccupied with the color of my tongue that I forgot the think about the flavors of the wine.  I decided to wait until the next day to do another test.  And of course the same thing happened.  I have to wonder, what is it about this wine that made my tongue, my teeth and my lips take on a purple hue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Strong, full bodied, well structured wine that was better on the 2nd day after opening.  Slightly leathery, with good black/purple berry flavors.  This wine is made from a blend of Monastrell, Cabernet Sauvingon, Syrah and Tempranillo.  Did you know that Monastrell is more commonly known as Mouvedre?  This wine would NOT be good for the following events: first dates, weddings, gallery openings, schmoozing parties, business dinners.  It would however be fine to have on a night in, with a steak, a burger or lamb.  $11.99&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-is-my-tongue-purple.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-4295948455905477014</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Oct 2007 09:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-05T09:00:29.401-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">event</category><title>Sonoma in New York: the Chick and the Hen, the Zin and the Zen</title><description>I would never have guessed at the time that  I created this blog and conceived the idea of writing from the perspective of a both California native and a New York resident, that months later, I would be sitting in the heart of Manhattan, eating a winegrape that was freshly picked off a vine from the Dry Creek Valley.  Thanks to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.drvino.com/&quot;&gt;Dr. Vino &lt;/a&gt;and Larry Levine (of the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sonomawinegrape.org/&quot;&gt;Sonoma County Winegrape Commission&lt;/a&gt;), I got to experience a bit of Sonoma right here in New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Murphy (of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.murphygoodewinery.com/&quot;&gt;Murphy-Goode) &lt;/a&gt;guided us through a tasting of the recently Fed-exed grapes starting with Pinot Noir, which has the &quot;chicks and hens&quot; characteristic (smaller and larger grapes in the same cluster).  We moved on to Chardonnay, Syrah,  Zinfandel, and finally four different samples of Cabernet from four different Sonoma County regions.  We learned that the we can expect very good things out of the the 2007 vintage from California. Apparently, beginning of the summer was quite warm, which caused some concern among the wine community.  However, a cool period came later in the summer that allowed for phenolic ripening.  This fancy term basically means that the cooler weather allowed the grapes to get to their full flavor maturity, before the grapes ripened fully and the sugar content became too high.   When grapes can achieve their full flavor potential, the wine that they produce is better and more complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was at least one person in the group who didn&#39;t get the message,  and she did the classic asking of the question that had just been answered - an enduring phenomenon that I have experienced both as a teacher and a student.  So let me be very clear.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2007=GOOD YEAR&lt;/span&gt;, especially for Zinfandel, as Joel Peterson, the man behind one the of the three reliable R&#39;s (&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ravenswood-wine.com/&quot;&gt;Ravenswood&lt;/a&gt;, Rosenblum and Ridge) reported.  Joel should know, after all, he has been making wine for 31 years and has passed on his great grape gene to his son, Morgan, who has recently started his own winery (&lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.bedrockwineco.com/&quot;&gt;Bedrock Wine Co&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;What did the grapes taste like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wine grapes in general are smaller and have larger seeds and thicker skins than the table grapes that we get from the grocery store.  These grapes were deliciously ripe and sweet (25+ Brix which means they were well past their wine making prime).  Each variety had its distinct flavor, with Zin being the overwhelming favorite of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.parkavecater.com/profile.htm&quot;&gt;Chef Bruce Rie-Zen-Man&lt;/a&gt;.  He brought along all things Sonoma: Mt. Tam Cowgirl cheese, Liberty Duck, duck confit, melon, prosciutto, salumni, and mushroom duxelle.  He gave us a lesson on the weight of wine and food as well as the six elements of food tastes and four elements of wine tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Food: &lt;/span&gt;Sweet, Sour, Salty, Bitter, Hot and Umami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Wine: &lt;/span&gt;Sweet, Acid, Bitter, Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were given permission to play with our food as we mixed and sprinkled our way through various food pairings.  Each element that we added, whether it was salt, coffee grounds or lemon, changed both the flavor profile of the food and the interaction of that food with the wine.  My friend and I thought that the duck with salt and Cabernet pairing was very metallic and unpleasant (I&#39;m pretty sure I made that face a baby makes when they&#39;re fed something &quot;icky&quot;), but mysteriously no one else in the crowd had that experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night finished with a reception that gave us a chance to try even more food and wine pairings and gave me the chance to talk to the Sonoma county natives about the valley, Walling Road and the ever changing face of Healdsburg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=357943938684201541&amp;amp;postID=4295948455905477014&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG9VUkYbsE1jKyryDabh8Jho0lEMRd2sTCmatKcc6q-VN8FgWHk9O3ADD56oVC3rpmHrN4b7N6EqXL-2sxW8B3pGlxnHY-AqaFZO4pJ8N_8yJnmrKI9K8ZksrK_Sx_n2k42YM8Or7qPwk/s320/Sonoma.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117650237987002002&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);&quot;&gt;If you want to experience a little of Sonoma and you can&#39;t get in your car and drive there, click on the picture and look through the lens of the Sonoma County Winegrape Commission&#39;s live web-camera. Just make sure you don&#39;t visit after dark if you want to get a glimpse of the vines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Murphy-Goode Sauvignon Blanc (vintage?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A floral herbacious (and yes... there was some cat pee) nose.  Concentrated flavors of  blossoms and citrus, but with a slight vegetal flavor at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2006 Alexander Valley Winery New Gewürztraminer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very aromatic nose of honesuckle, honeydew and sweet, ripe pears.  A spritzy wine with slight fruit and a quick bitter almond finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2004 DeLoach Cabernet Sauvignon, Alexander Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic Cabernet - intense and rich, good fruit, licorice and also some leather and smoky qualities.  Not good with salty duck breast!</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/sonoma-in-new-york-chick-and-hen-zin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG9VUkYbsE1jKyryDabh8Jho0lEMRd2sTCmatKcc6q-VN8FgWHk9O3ADD56oVC3rpmHrN4b7N6EqXL-2sxW8B3pGlxnHY-AqaFZO4pJ8N_8yJnmrKI9K8ZksrK_Sx_n2k42YM8Or7qPwk/s72-c/Sonoma.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-8001427019608489382</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 23:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-01T05:27:44.902-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bargain</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sparkling</category><title>A Wedding Ethnography - The meaning and use of Champagne</title><description>Weddings are perfect venues for both sampling various wines and champagnes and for observing social, cultural and familial practices - two of my favorite hobbies.  Fletcher and I split up this weekend and went to two different weddings.  He was in Maine while I made the trip to Vermont to attend a wedding as the date of a very good friend.  She was kind enough to let me take part in what can often become a very intimate and revealing family event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Needless to say the time I spent with her family was really enjoyable and the insight into wedding decisions and preparations reminded me of  one of the most common themes in life (and wine) - almost everything is subjective.  The bride and groom lived out their vision of their perfect wedding - pies instead of a cake, potluck instead of a caterer, books as center pieces instead of flowers.  Their wedding decisions were reflections of their personal styles, tastes and values.  In short, there is no one right way of doing a wedding; it is all a matter of what suits the bride and groom.   Similarly there is no one right way to select, drink and enjoy a wine; it is all a matter of what suits the consumer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   One very prevalent and I suspect enduring element of most weddings, no matter how traditional or unconventional the wedding, is the Champagne toast. When I think about Champagne I think about two occasions: New Years and weddings.  Champagne at New Years usually comes in a plastic flute and is often gulped down in between the 10 second count down and the stroke-of-midnight hoopla.  Wedding Champagne on the other hand has a more reverent place in the celebration. We clink and sip our way through various toasts in honor of the newlywed couple.  We drink to happiness and everlasting love. While the toasts are not nearly as sacred as the ceremony and the exchanging of the vows, they do usually play a significant role in the celebration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about the bubbly itself?  What does the kind of Champagne served at the wedding say about the bride and groom and their future marraige?  Donald and Melania served Magnums of Cristal to their guests.  Dottie and John&#39;s Champagne of choice was Tattinger.  The bride and groom this weekend decided to serve &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Banrock Station Sparkling Chardonnay (Australia)&lt;/span&gt; for their &quot;Champagne.&quot;   The bottles were chilled in a large 300 gallon stock tank (translation: the neighbor&#39;s steel tub normally used to serve their sheep drinking water).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb-v1gJDlot0a1aVi0k8eCASaYbe8gKuoz5Tu9Ai0iW-K6qbhk0Cj5-jVEQy1cNl3USmlkpq3jHKiN7lCewXPWNoc_2PGF6UUHVIaVg4nTzQ1HBCBqI0PVTqsbzxF4OPmnMFZUcfIDTw8/s1600-h/banrock.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb-v1gJDlot0a1aVi0k8eCASaYbe8gKuoz5Tu9Ai0iW-K6qbhk0Cj5-jVEQy1cNl3USmlkpq3jHKiN7lCewXPWNoc_2PGF6UUHVIaVg4nTzQ1HBCBqI0PVTqsbzxF4OPmnMFZUcfIDTw8/s200/banrock.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116147299688282674&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I hope that you will agree with me in believing that there is not necessarily a  positive correlation between the quality of the champagne used and the quality of the marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.awa.dk/glosary/slainte.htm&quot;&gt;Cheers-Salud-Skaal (click to learn salutations in other languages)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Lauren/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-5.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Light, fresh uncomplicated and unpretentious sparkling wine.  Great for a toast or two or three.  Not something that distracts from the festivities, but something that would appeal to almost everyone in the crowd.  Less yeasty, toasty and bitter than Champagne.  A great fit for the non-traditional wedding, the casual dinner party or the after work cocktail. 9.99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/09/wedding-ethnography-meaning-and-use-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb-v1gJDlot0a1aVi0k8eCASaYbe8gKuoz5Tu9Ai0iW-K6qbhk0Cj5-jVEQy1cNl3USmlkpq3jHKiN7lCewXPWNoc_2PGF6UUHVIaVg4nTzQ1HBCBqI0PVTqsbzxF4OPmnMFZUcfIDTw8/s72-c/banrock.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>85</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-4741718618383790231</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 21:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-24T20:00:57.582-07:00</atom:updated><title>How to Taste Wine</title><description>I recently attended my very first importer tasting event and it prompted me to think about how one goes about tasting wine. Wine tasting has been transformed from a simple action to an elaborate activity and even an art. There is a book entitled &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;How to Taste: A guide to enjoying wine,&lt;/span&gt; written by &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Jancis&lt;/span&gt; Robinson.  While I am sure that I will at some point read this book and will most likely find it at least somewhat useful, I am also amazed and even a little disturbed by the notion that one needs to read an entire book to learn how to consume a beverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that before I read anymore instructions, guides, suggestions and rules about the &quot;art&quot; of tasting wine, I would share my own views on the subject.  But as with almost everything that I have thought of or discovered about wine on my own - someone else has thought of or discovered it before me. And moreover, it is already easily &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;google&lt;/span&gt;-able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I thought to myself, &quot;I know, I could write about tasting wine in terms of the 3 S&#39;s: See, Sniff, Sip,&quot; of course I found an abundant number of &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;google&lt;/span&gt; hits for that phrase - and there were not only the 3 S&#39;s but the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bellviewwinery.com/5s.php&quot;&gt;5 S&#39;s of tasting wine&lt;/a&gt;: See, Swirl, Smell, Sip and Savor.  Maybe I could put my own spin on things and bump the number up to the 7 S&#39;s of tasting wine with: See, Swirl, Sniff, Sip, Swish, Swallow, Savor.  But this gets back to the whole question of whether or not drinking wine should be such an elaborate and/or rigid procedure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I began drinking wine, I certainly did not swirl the wine in my glass. I thought that was a rather pretentious display.  My sniffing was merely incidental to the fact that my nose was in the glass as I took a sip.  After taking a sip I moved on with my conversation or my meal.  It was an unceremonious event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my interest in wine has grown I have picked up on the following pieces of advice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hold the glass against a white background in order to see the true color of the wine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Open your mouth when you inhale (it helps you detect smells better)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swirl the liquid in the glass (it aerates the wine and releases the aromas)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sip the wine and actually swish it in your mouth - allows it to touch every surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sip your wine with a piece of food in your mouth (how else will you know if they go together?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep the wine in your mouth for a few or even many seconds longer than you would when you sip of water - keep thinking about what you are tasting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After you swallow the wine, note the sensations and residual flavors in your mouth.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are at at a professional wine tasting you must spit out the wine that you try or risk being &quot;that obnoxious person.&quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Well, as you can see there are many things that can be considered when tasting wine.  But the most important thing to keep in mind is that there are no rules.  If you enjoy the wine, then you&#39;re tasting &quot;the right way.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;ctl00_cphMainMiddle_lblItemName&quot; class=&quot;pt14blsize&quot;&gt;&quot;Maximum&quot; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;Pinot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;Noir&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;Labouré&lt;/span&gt;-Roi                                                                    - 2005 (13.99)&lt;br /&gt;First sip - good aroma,  fruit, maybe red fruit.  Nice smooth texture, easy going down, not very acidic. Back to the kitchen - mussels into the pot, onion chopped, tomatoes diced.  Back for second sip - joined living room conversation.  Back to the kitchen, spilled jar of capers, took mussels off the flame.  Needed another sip.  Tried wine with bread and aged goat cheese.  Not bad, maybe even good....back to kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-to-taste-wine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-5848252524314799163</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 01:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-17T05:31:46.066-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sparkling</category><title>The Legend of the Dom Perignon</title><description>It all started almost two years ago.  Fletcher had been working in the city for less than 6 months, but long enough to receive a very generous Christmas gift from a colleague - a bottle of 1998 Dom Perignon paired with two crystal flutes.  The day that he received the gift he decided to come straight to my apartment and had left the gift box on the floor of my bedroom.  I of course noticed its presence immediately and with great excitement inquired about it.  He explained both how he got it and what his intentions were with it.  My response was, &quot;WHAT!!? You brought this extraordinarily expensive and romantic bottle of champagne to my bedroom (with 2 glasses included) and you want to bring it to a large party and just pop it open so that 10 of us can each have a sip!?!?&quot;   Clearly I had a very different vision for this special bottle of bubbly.  I ended up shedding some tears and Fletcher ended up deciding to let me save it for a &quot;special occasion.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to six months later:  The gift box had not left my bedroom, but it was time for me to move and more importantly, for Fletcher and I to move in together.  I carefully hand carried the precious Dom to the front seat of my Uhaul rental truck and made sure that it found a safe spot in our new place.  Shortly after we moved in we decided that the Dom would be more comfortable in the cool confines of the refrigerator instead of our sweltering &quot;living area.&quot;  With it carefully tucked away in our fridge we were one step closer to actually enjoying the prized bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came a flurry of action including the purchase of essential furniture (couch and tv), the upgrading of refrigerators (our original one was definitely past its prime), and my first poker night with friends.  Also, our 3 year anniversary was rapidly approaching and we thought it was a fitting time to open THE DOM.  Soon after I went to check on it and, and... where was it?! It wasn&#39;t in the fridge where I had been assuming it was all along.  It wasn&#39;t in the living area.  It wasn&#39;t anywhere in the 370 square feet of our apartment.  Where could it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to three possible conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was left in the old fridge and put out on the curb for some passer-by to encounter and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was thrown away by one of us - full heavy bottle and beautiful label and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was stolen by the &quot;friend of the friend&quot; who made an impromptu appearance at the poker party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Whatever the cause, it was gone.  I mourned the loss for weeks... make that months. How could the most luxurious, decadent, expensive and personally relevant bottle of wine just disappear?&lt;br /&gt;No other bottle of wine had caused me to feel such mixed emotions of excitement and disappointment.  It was gone and that was that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this summer, now it was year and a half after the original gift had been made and I was visiting my aunt and uncle in Los Angeles.  I happened to noticed that they had a bottle of the sacred DOM in their beverage refrigerator and it inspired me to tell them the story of my lost bottle of Dom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the visit they handed me a bag and inside was their bottle of Dom.  I was overwhelmed - thrilled to once again be in possession of the precious liquid, excited to finally get to share it with Fletcher, and overwhelmed by their generous act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story does not end there.  I was on the west coast and needed to get the Dom back to NYC.  Unfortunately the new air travel rules meant that I could take no more than a 3oz sample in my carry-on.  Therefore I would have to let the Dom out my sight. I would have to check it.  My parents, eager to see this story have a happy ending, helped me to fashion a special, cushioned box for which to transport the champagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made the trip safely and was immediately put in a safe hiding place in my closet. I made a pact with myself.  The Dom would not get comfortable nestled between my winter sweaters.  Lessoned Learned:  Carpe Diem!  Or as Dottie and John would say - let the wine make the occasion.  I would not try to find the perfect date and setting to unveil this bottle. It needed to be drunk before anything else bad could happen to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night finally came last Friday.  I suggested that we eat in and said I would find an affordable menu on my trip to Trader Joes that day.  I found a pre-seasoned pork loin.  Fletcher requested a green bean casserole (yes, the Campbell Mushroom Soup variety).  The meal was rounded out by a simple couscous with pine nuts and scallions.   I brought out the Dom and the&lt;br /&gt;saga came to an end.... a very sweet and bubbly end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 51, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Beautiful light golden color.  The bubbles were very fine.  There was a sweetness at the beginning and a delicious nuttiness - toasted nuts - at the end.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt; It was a very good champagne.  Would I spend $120  on it?  No.  But was it delicious? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://www.domperignon.com/karllagerfeld/domperignon/main.php?s_language=en&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpW0epG0KeG86AqP9MZmVkPxNuILdYqHt9Brnw4fRHs92d2xxjcaktpk2bZ2-ij-Ki2OaFERoklQt0xCcIX55EdCLdL-kSuEfCBn1UHRCRneBpXX2UXcxQpFG7Te_k7yb5NkIk36TOFO8/s200/Dom.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110993861088002114&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/09/legend-of-dom-perignon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpW0epG0KeG86AqP9MZmVkPxNuILdYqHt9Brnw4fRHs92d2xxjcaktpk2bZ2-ij-Ki2OaFERoklQt0xCcIX55EdCLdL-kSuEfCBn1UHRCRneBpXX2UXcxQpFG7Te_k7yb5NkIk36TOFO8/s72-c/Dom.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-3120854369190049677</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Sep 2007 17:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-14T11:50:32.174-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">red</category><title>&quot;Wineless in New York City&quot;</title><description>I completed my task yesterday with considerable ease in large part because I brought along my friend Kellie, who needed to make her own wine purchase, and so I was able to live vicariously through her.  We went to Astor Wine and Spirits for their Tasting Event with &quot;Australian Phenom Grant Burge.&quot;  I described this wine store in an earlier post, but I have had more thoughts on it since that original visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon my second visit to Astor Wine and Spirits I had a flash from the movie You&#39;ve Got Mail.  In the movie. Meg Ryan plays the owner of a small children&#39;s book store while her rival, Tom Hanks, is the owner of the big bad chain store, Fox Books.  Suddenly I felt like I was in the Fox Books of New York Wine stores. It&#39;s big and bustling, and they even offer those discount cards that you can attach to your key chain like the Duane Reade or CVS cards.  I have to wonder how this store has impacted the other smaller shops around the area.  I for one appreciate some of the &quot;chain-like&quot; qualities, namely the affordability, selection and free tastings. On the other hand I really appreciate the intimacy of the &quot;Mom and Pop&quot; shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let&#39;s get to the Phenom, Grant Burge and his wines.  First of all the tasting was widely attended and the store provided REAL wine glasses.  I was thoroughly impressed by this touch (though people like Gary - see yesterday&#39;s post, who wash out their glasses between pours with the wine itself (!) may not have been as impressed).  Kellie and I got our glasses and approached the bar.  We ended up getting to talk to several people including Mr. Phenom himself.  He was actually quite approachable and I managed to come up with what I hoped was an appropriate question:&lt;br /&gt;What is the life span of a vine and how does the grape/wine change as the grape ages? (Since his vines are very old)&lt;br /&gt;His response:  If the wines are tended to properly they can live for a very long time - over 100 years.  The wine changes within the first 50 years of the vine&#39;s life, but not much after that.  When the vine gets old, just like people, it loses a lot of its foliage and produces fewer grapes.  The grapes are therefore exposed to the sun more and become more concentrated which give the wine blackish characteristics and intense flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyMc03bP6noBn7k3ZThDFdcBmg-h3b_vL420sahk0I-gPp1R-SNR4MNsv9x6hMBGevLfzXUfaKg3hMxhTNEzF-aib2um5m_bMDcSBPKDAjpxn6I81r-jphYMK42MX4UfkD9cXdQlNcEnw/s1600-h/old+man.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyMc03bP6noBn7k3ZThDFdcBmg-h3b_vL420sahk0I-gPp1R-SNR4MNsv9x6hMBGevLfzXUfaKg3hMxhTNEzF-aib2um5m_bMDcSBPKDAjpxn6I81r-jphYMK42MX4UfkD9cXdQlNcEnw/s200/old+man.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110127931256619042&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigtObAgnEHdc-C3d9hz1iPrAP-MSv46_UAzuYZf1fLOtw5etfwXkmpVO1gEYNj8dXFB4BheEfgm_1BZKLoeviGGA5BMav6JyrSUNZD1IIbeaFW5Mq5OO1V5YoC9IotlJRmX4lqY9xxYLE/s1600-h/old+vine.jpg&quot;&gt;  Old Man                    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigtObAgnEHdc-C3d9hz1iPrAP-MSv46_UAzuYZf1fLOtw5etfwXkmpVO1gEYNj8dXFB4BheEfgm_1BZKLoeviGGA5BMav6JyrSUNZD1IIbeaFW5Mq5OO1V5YoC9IotlJRmX4lqY9xxYLE/s1600-h/old+vine.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigtObAgnEHdc-C3d9hz1iPrAP-MSv46_UAzuYZf1fLOtw5etfwXkmpVO1gEYNj8dXFB4BheEfgm_1BZKLoeviGGA5BMav6JyrSUNZD1IIbeaFW5Mq5OO1V5YoC9IotlJRmX4lqY9xxYLE/s200/old+vine.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110128030040866866&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;_Old Vine _____&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 Grant Burge &quot;Barossa Vines&quot; Shiraz, $11.99&lt;br /&gt;My notes will be brief since I only had two small sips in a crowded store in which to evaluate the wine.  Caramel/toffee nose, with smooth soft tannins.  It was rich with a long finish and as Kellie said, good for winter time.  It was not as spicy as other Shiraz that I&#39;ve had.  I would have bought it (it was on sale for $10) but then I would have failed my own test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Thanks for everyone who participated in my poll - a rather obvious question (4 out of 5 got it right and the 5th, I&#39;m convinced was my mother trying to use reverse psychology).  I wanted to get the Poll function up and running. Check out the new question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-completed-my-task-yesterday-with.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyMc03bP6noBn7k3ZThDFdcBmg-h3b_vL420sahk0I-gPp1R-SNR4MNsv9x6hMBGevLfzXUfaKg3hMxhTNEzF-aib2um5m_bMDcSBPKDAjpxn6I81r-jphYMK42MX4UfkD9cXdQlNcEnw/s72-c/old+man.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-2754410350039458399</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2007 15:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-13T10:46:09.655-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">other</category><title>Mission  Impossible?</title><description>I have decided to give myself an assignment: to go to a wine store an NOT leave with a bottle of wine.  Perhaps this seems like an awfully easy task, but for me it&#39;s not. When I go to a wine shop it is pretty much guaranteed that I will leave with a bottle.  Let me make some analogies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A kid in a candy shop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A 20-something female Manhattan resident at a Bloomingdales sale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A coupon clipper at a grocery store on a Double-Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A surfer in the water with an oncoming wave&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A retired person (and half the general population) when the lotto reaches above $100 mil.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Inevitably the allowance will be spent, the new &quot;going out&quot; top will be purchased, the cereal, crackers or odd cleaning supply will be bought for a miraculous 49 cents, the wave will be ridden and the lotto ticket... lots and lots of lotto tickets will be distributed. So will I too follow in the same predictable pattern?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules of the game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I must bring my wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I must take part in the wine tasting promotion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I must talk to at least one sales person and get at least one recommendation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And most importantly, I must leave without making a purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Will I succeed? Or is it... (dun dun dun) a Mission Impossible? - take my poll (see left side bar).&lt;br /&gt;And in case this has not provided enough (or any) amusement. Check out &lt;a href=&quot;http://tv.winelibrary.com/?f_alder&quot;&gt;Gary&#39;s video&lt;/a&gt; from the Wine Library.</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/09/mission-impossible.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-8586465239689966248</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2007 00:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-12T18:36:42.058-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bargain</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">unusual</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">white</category><title>Off the Beaten Path</title><description>This week has been all about venturing away from the tried and true and discovering the new: new classes, new people, new subway routes, new investigations into the wine world in cyberspace, new wine shops and most recently a new grape varietal.&lt;br /&gt;Let me back up and explain where some of this newness came from.  As a new blogger I decided it would be worth my while to look at other wine blogs.  Typing &quot;wine blog&quot; into Google, I came across a website called Dr.Vino. It looked like a reputable site (Winner of the 2007 Wine Blogging Award) and I was particularly attracted to it because it gave maps of NYC wine shops and wine bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day that I happened upon this site, the blog entry was giving a reminder about &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://drvino.com/2007/09/05/reminder-wbw-is-one-week-away/&quot;&gt;Wine Blogging Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;&quot;  I read on and discovered that Dr. Vino had given fellow wine bloggers an assignment:  &quot;pick a wine made from a grape variety that comes from a place it might call home. Taste it and write up a tasting note.&quot;  Well, with my student hat securely in place I decided that I was going to do this assignment and it would be my first attempt at putting this blog into the wine blogging community (eek!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, with four hours of time in between classes and no &quot;real&quot; assignments on the horizon I decided to find a new wine shop to buy my indigenous bottle.  I went to Dr. Vino&#39;s site and looked at his map of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.drvino.com/newyorkwineshops.php&quot;&gt;NYC Wine Shops&lt;/a&gt;.   You have to scroll up on the map toward the top to what some Lower-Manhattan dwellers may consider outer-space to find the Columbia Campus area.  There, a few blocks away from campus,  I discovered &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.harlemvintage.com/&quot;&gt;Harlem Vintage&lt;/a&gt;.  A few minutes later, after walking through a park and across several blvds  I found myself in a lovely, warm and well organized shop.  I was the only customer there and took my time looking through their selection.  One unique feature of this shop is that they identified wines made by women and people of color with multi-colored stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several passes through each section (organized by grape varietal) I found a potential candidate.  It was an unassuming bottle with a sketch of a mustached, apron wearing man in mid-swing, closing a barrel of wine.  The wines name? Craftsman.  The grape?  Kiralyleanyka (Kee-rye-lay-ohn-kha). The price? 9.99  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;New&lt;/span&gt; wine, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; grape, very familiar price - things were looking good.  I brought the bottle to the counter and asked the women if they had tried this wine.  One told me that she had and thought it was a nice aromatic wine and a good value.  I was sold.  I bought the bottle and put it in my bag next to my &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; textbook (which was not nearly as good a value).  It came to my evening class with me and then went straight into the fridge when I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;2006 Craftsman Kiralyleanyka (Hungary).  A very pale yellow color. It had a wonderful perfumed fragrance and gave the slightest prickly sensation on the tip of the tongue (from spice or effervescence, I couldn&#39;t tell).  It was light and finished quickly, though it started to leave a sour lemon aftertaste a few sips in.  I tasted green apples, lemons and another sweeter fruit like peaches.  This wine reminded me of the fresh crispness of a Vinho Verde crossed with a dry and aromatic Riesling (others say it is like Viognier and Chenin Blanc - but I wanted to provide a &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; interpretation).&lt;br /&gt;Fletcher commented that it was a good food wine; strong enough to cut through the garlic vinegarette and boiled (read:stinky) egg that I had put on my salad tonight.   He recommends having it with fish (I think it&#39;s a bit too sweet for fish) and cheese.  I would put it with cheese or spicy Asian noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://wallingroad.blogspot.com/2007/09/off-beaten-path.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lauren)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357943938684201541.post-6969694031783508782</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 01:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-11T06:32:24.012-07:00</atom:updated><title>Meet my (imaginary) friends Dottie and John</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;One morning, almost a year ago, the Wall Street Journal began appearing at my front door.  I hadn&#39;t subscribed to the paper and didn&#39;t know anyone who would have sent it to me as a gift.  Yet, everyday there it was with my name on it.  Fletcher began to take the paper on his way to work and I didn&#39;t think much more about it until the day I discovered the Friday &quot;Weekend Journal&quot; section.  Inside this section I found a column entitled &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.wsj.com/tastings&quot;&gt;Tastings&lt;/a&gt;, written by Dorothy J. Gaiter and John &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Brecher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;.  I can&#39;t remember the theme of that first article, but I do remember that it was accessible, friendly and informational.  I was instantly hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;The next week I waited eagerly for Friday to roll around; not for the entry way into the weekend but for the paper.  I gave Fletcher specific instructions to leave the paper for me on Fridays and he obliged.  Week after week I read about wine; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Sauvignon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Blanc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;Muscadets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;, Italian Whites, Roses, wineries and New York wines. After the first few Fridays I even sent out a test email.  The authors had said that readers interested in seeing their article on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;Viognier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt; should send an email request.  I sent out a very tentative, short two line email requesting both the article and any recommendations that they had for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;affordable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;viogniers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;. I got the following email in return:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;Dear Lauren,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;Thank you for your note. Here is the article about &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;Viognier&lt;/span&gt;. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;Best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;span id=&quot;st&quot; name=&quot;st&quot; class=&quot;st&quot;&gt;Dottie&lt;/span&gt; and John&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;I was happy to get a response and didn&#39;t care that they hadn&#39;t mentioned anything specific about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;affordable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;viogniers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;.  They also mentioned their book, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:12;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;I decided to go out and find their book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;I ended up purchasing their book, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;The Wall Street Journal Guide to Wine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;The chapters are organized by grape variety and are ended with a short wine essay tangent.  The book is personal, funny, totally engaging and absolutely nothing like a dry textbook.  Again I was hooked.  Now not only did I want to read about the wine, I also wanted to read about Dottie and John.  I felt as though I could relate to them.  They helped me learn about wine through their personal anecdotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;After finishing a second book, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Love by the Glass&lt;/span&gt;, I found myself incorporating Dottie and John into my daily conversations.  I would say, &quot;Dottie and John think that wine should make the occassion and that we shouldn&#39;t just save wine for special occasions.&quot;   The next time I went out to eat, I leaned over the table and quietly said, &quot;Dottie and John said that often the cheapest wine on the menu is the best deal, while the second cheapest isn&#39;t very good at all.&quot; Later I commented that, &quot;Dottie and I both like rare meat, organ meat and sushi... I think we have the same adventurous taste in food.&quot; Pretty soon I was mentioning Dottie and John so often that my dad said I reminded him of a little kid who referenced his/her imaginary friends.  I even found a way to link myself with them in only three degrees of separation - college dorm-mate - her father (quoted in their book) - Dottie and John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot;&gt;Dottie and John went on vacation this summer, and I went four weeks without their Friday Column.  This Friday they came back.  They wrote an article on American Pinot Noirs.  I was tempted to run out and buy one of their recommendations, but I am trying to be frugal these days and I did already have a Pinot from Chile in the apartment.  So these tasting notes are in honor of the return of the Tastings Column and my friends Dottie and John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Tasting Notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;2005 Solario Reserve Pinot Noir (Chile).  Immediately I noticed an orange tinge to the garnet colored liquid. The smell reminded me of christmas spices - the combination of cloves, ginger, nutmeg and cinnamon that I have used in baking.  I also got a hint of christmas tree (or was I just reminiscing about all things christmas?) Then I got a sharp whiff of cat pee.  The first sip was dry, alcoholic and spicy.  A few sips further in I did start to get the ripe fruits but I couldn&#39;t distinguish a particular fruit flavor.  I have stuck with this wine for three nights and it hasn&#39;t gotten any better.  It is drinkable and I will finish it but it hasn&#39;t convinced me any further about the merits of Pinot Noir.  I have found very few that I have really enjoyed - and only one that was less than $10.  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