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Rant Rant Rant Rant. My Opinion. And I Share It.

I will admit that some Napa Chards have exceeded the idea of balance in favor of the overdone ("What was that vintage? 2006 Louisville Slugger? Yum!") With that being said, I'd rather have an overoaked Chard than one that tastes like lemonade laced with pineapple juice. I want WINE, not a melted popsicle.

Christmas, Father Time, Caesar’s Buffet, and Fubar

While I did not rant (you would have been soooo proud of me!), I did point out that this minuscule bottle of White Zin is not the same thing as a Rosé from the Loire, even if they are the same color.

Onward and Upward!

The first problem that I had to address was my singular, well-known ability to get lost in a small room. I call it being directionally challenged. The Wineaux Guy™ calls it hopeless.

In the Laboratory – My Soupy Weekend

I chose the Thomas Keller five-hour method. What was the result? Orgasmic.

Don’t Know What I’m Doing – No Problem!

This wasn't a one-time, in-one-sitting tasting. This turned out to be a three-day adventure for him and a nearly identical adventure for me. And most of it's 'cause we don't know everything we should know about Mourvèdre. But we do know just enough to be dangerous.

Elements of (Italian Wine) Style – an Evening with VWWC

I was done. There was nothing left. I cried uncle. Generous servings along with delicious wines had done me in.

Hugs and Kisses in Pink!

I needed a Rosé that acted like it was older than a high-school coed, with personality, charm, and strength. A grownup. And since I was in the mood for a Rosé, I grabbed one of my bottles of 2009 Hug Cellars xoxo Rosé. Hugs and Kisses. Get it?