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Passing the Certified Sommelier Exam…Or Not.

Actually, there were only about five that I knew I bombed on (one being so elementary that anyone who could spell Two Buck Chuck would slap me).

Wine Certifications, Racial Politics, and Me

I was raised in a beer and spirits environment (North Philly isn't exactly known for its wine culture), but when I discovered wine, I was hooked and fell madly in love.

Black History Month, Wine, Credibility, and Me

I know wine. I just have to have the pieces of papers (and pins) to prove to others that I do. Master level? Well, maybe. After all, while I'm at it...

Paso Robles Cab Collective Wine Trail. ish.

I won't name any names, but I recently spoke with a Master Sommelier whose lip actually curled (!!!) when talking about Paso Robles Cabs. Was that a sneer or what?!?

I Must Be Nuts…

While whether I'm actually nuts or not may be a topic of endless debate...