I would love to be able to enjoy the 98+ point wines, but no wine shops have layaway.
Whether you're visiting San Francisco, Santa Barbara, Hollywood, the OC, or San Diego, there's always something to dazzle the eyes and to spark the romantic imagination.
After the presentation, a couple of people came up to me and thanked me for asking what they had been thinking - that the over-matured bourbon, just by the very nature of its age, complexity, and tannic structure, was by far the most interesting of the lot. It was okay for me to bring it up I guess. I'm a wine person!
The key to a beautiful Pho is the broth. Even if I hadn’t learned that later, it’s something I knew intuitively; the aroma was intoxicating, fragrant, and heady.
Just about every wine book I have has dated itself by honing in on specific vintages, which, years later, are no longer available, making the recommendations irrelevant. In manufacturing they call that planned obsolescence.
Downtown Vegas will be a force and although it will probably forever be in the shadow of the far more glamorous Strip, will be a place where locals can come to get their Vegas on.
Now this combination is the essence of food and wine. This why people over millennia have embraced the combination where each one complements and lifts the other, making the whole far greater than the two individual parts. Kinda like 50+50=150.
Unfortunately, that means that sometimes I miss on stocking up on wines that once opened, may not be replaceable. Like this one. Oh well.
What that means is that the past few weeks have seen me immersed neck-deep in California wine. Figuratively speaking, of course.
There was much spitting and dumping which broke my heart. Okay, so I did more dumping since I'm still uncertain about spitting in public. The dribble issue, you see.
You would have seen the devolution of a quasi-professional tasting into little more than a greedy drink-fest.
While the visit to Caesar's was pretty horrific - in fact, I haven't returned - the one jewel was the glass of Calera Pinot Noir which was presented to me to make up for all of the Wine Fubars they had committed.