Cédric, with his hipster heartthrob good looks (sorry girls, he’s married) had just moved into his new winery and cellar in Landreville when Pascaline and I stopped in... read more →
My late publisher’s daughter had been complaining. The new natural wine eating spots were all too fancy. It was as if the bar à vin naturel had shaved... read more →
Within a few minutes of driving into the Vouette & Sorbée winery, Bertrand Gautherot greeted me with, “You’ll have to stay for lunch. I talk a... read more →
Parking the car in Candes-Saint-Martin, Pascaline and I walked to our appointment, carefully, trying not to slide out on the slick, stick-to-your-feet clay called pate aux pieds. Success... read more →
Burgundy has lost traction with those drinking naturally. Nevertheless, I never stopped visiting and loving it. This is where the notion of terroir flourished; it should not be... read more →
“Psst. Lunch at 1:30. L’abri.” I was stunned. “Are you kidding me?” “Legit. It’s Mark’s office. He gets us in.” That’s how I came to eat lunch... read more →
The young Sean... read more →
So, how did a nice Japanese boy like Hirotake... read more →
Nicolas Joly started one of the most influential tasting associations in the world—the biodynamic Renaissance des Appellations—but he also... read more →
A few years ago friends were taking me out to dinner in Paris. We went to Coinstot Vino and I thought I had ordered the Domaine Prieuré... read more →