You name it, these wines dish it up: stale choucroute, old cheese rind, rancid butter, moldy dough and other malodorous flavors all spawned by the sexual antics of the wold... read more →
This is the last segment of the interview I did with Joe, in October of 2010, just after the death of Marcel Lapierre. Listen on and you will hear a... read more →
Forget down-to-earth, I'm a radical! I can live with that. At first I thought it was an April Fool’s present, and it was kind of cool. Someone broke down the... read more →
This is the second of three posts of my last recorded conversation—interview—with the late, great, wine importer, Joe Dressner. The setting was a noisy 2nd Avenue at the Altas Café.... read more →
Back in 2010 I was just about to deliver my manuscript of Naked Wine. At the time... read more →
“If only I could photograph its aroma and taste,” I said mournfully. And for the first time in a long time I understood with my blood why the Krug Grande... read more →
I thought it was relevant to post the World Wine Trade Group's (didn't know there was one, did you?) definition of wine. In 2006 this was signed in Australia but... read more →
A young and almost angelic man, with sandy-hued hair that perches between rasta and just unbrushed, who travels with a sharp knife, left my couch the morning after I finished up... read more →
There he was, a kid on the Lyon Part Dieu platform, eating a bag of Lays Nature. That’s when it hit me, in that pimply boys hands was the answer... read more →
Philippe Armenier pleaded, “Please don’t write a hocus-pocus article.” I gave him my word. But when I recently wrote about him for Time magazine I had to fight my editor... read more →