While there are individual bad wines out there - and goodness knows I've sampled my fair share of vinous dreck - modern technology, coupled with the love and passion of the wine grower and wine maker, ensure that in whatever world we prefer, the wines are going to be good.
But, as you can probably guess, after a weekend with the grandkids where I did not drink much, I looked forward to having this at home with my feet up and the TV going. Perfect.
When the wine does not have the characteristics that you have come to expect from that varietal then there truly is a Great Disturbance in the Force.
So why is it that the overwhelming majority of official wine tasters and critics are men? It's not because they're better at the sniffing or tasting. It's because they have better memories. And because they don’t go through menopause.
Because I'm a lunatic, I've decided to pursue several wine certifications. Why? Because I want to know as much as possible and share what...
Kudos to the winemaker for such a deft touch and avoiding the buttery overoaked character so often seen in Chardonnays developed in new oak.
Well, I was funny through all levels and made it for the finals! Who knew that talking about my dating life could be so hysterical.
Like many of the other wineries in the Ghetto, his vineyards are located in what can arguably be termed the middle of nowhere.
I met with Mitch Bakich, a handlebar-mustachioed young man who is the Managing Evangelist of Donati. I was able to taste through all of their available wines and despite the screaming shrieks and agonized protests of the Budget™, walked out with at least half a case.
So what do you do when you've had the opportunity to visit one of the best restaurants in Vegas and do a review, but you're with your main squeeze? You punt.