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Monthly Archives: September 2011
Pitchers From Some Matchbook Men
There’s a winery in the Dunnigan Hills AVA called Matchbook, which sounds more like a name for a singles networking site than a vineyard. Actually, the truth behind the name is far more disturbing—and yes, Virginia, you can get more … Continue reading
Nary a Jekel to heckle in Arroyo Seco
Like the irrepressible Terrytoons magpie that shares a name with Salinas Valley wine pioneer Bill Jekel, the Arroyo Seco AVA is one odd bird. Perched inside a larger appellation, Monterey County (which in turn is a subzone of the sprawling … Continue reading
Getting Sauced: Pairing Wine With the Mother Sauces
Besides extraordinary palates, what do George Escoffier, Antonin Carême, Julia Child, Paul Prudhomme and Masaharu Morimoto have in common? They were all sauciers—which means they could make a mother of a sauce. Mother sauces are at the foundation of classical … Continue reading
McKinley Springs: The Reputation is Spotless and the Wine’s a Hoot
If you like McKinley Springs chenin blanc, thank an owl. Twenty years ago, Doug Rowell was settling into a comfortable career in forestry management when the infamous ‘Spotted Owl Incident’ butted in, putting a virtual halt to logging in Washington … Continue reading
Villa Maria Estate, Hawke’s Bay: Croatian Knights and Warrior Princesses
Grotty media cynics may claim that Lucy Lawless is New Zealand’s worst natural disaster, but in fact, in 1931, a monster earthquake (Richter 7.8) hit Hawke’s Bay, wiping Napier—the region’s commercial nexus—off the map. The death toll was in the … Continue reading
Posted in Cab/Merlot, Hawke's Bay
Tagged George Fistonich, Hawke's Bay wine, New Zealand wine, Villa Maria Estate
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Movers Need Shakers: In Search of the Perfect Martini
You’re all grown up now, so it’s okay to admit it: There were a few things your parents got right. For one, the universe is not at atom in the brain of God or anything else you thought of when … Continue reading
Posted in Gin, LIQUOR, Vodka
Tagged dry martini recipe, James Bond martini, Martini, perfect martini recipe, shaken not stirred
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Rum, 2011: Yo Ho Ho And a Bottle of Matusalem Gran Reserve
Grog no more: Rum—like most spirits—has gone twenty-first century chichi. Once the lowbrow libation of slaves and sailors, rebels and ‘Ricans, louches and lushes, rum’s current cache can be certified in downtown Panache-ville with the opening of yet another tiki … Continue reading
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Valpolicella: We’ll Have Fun, Fun, Fun Till Daddy Takes Our Wine Key Away
Some wines have names that are fun to say. Not the Marylyn Merlot kind of agonizingly clever pun fun, nor Goats do Roam word-play fun, but bouncy domain names and springy varietals that roll off your tongue like one too … Continue reading
Wine with Chili Dogs: A Match Made In Purgatory and/or Detroit
Before we delve into the painfully pedantic and mind-numbingly dull world of grape juice, I vote that we take a moment to consider something that is really close to all of our fat-clogged, oxygen-starved tickers: The Coney Island Hot Dog. … Continue reading