I’ve changed. I’m not as big a wine snob as I used to be. Not quite as pretentious a pratt when I’m let loose in a room of vinophiles. No longer ready to extol the nuances of my latest and greatest find from some Eastern European country made with some almost extinct...
Every year, thousands of wines are entered in the Concours Mondial de Bruxelles. This year, the competition was held in Valladolid, Spain as 9080 wines from 50 countries competed while 320 jurors tasted (and yes, I would love to be a juror). Of the 79 entered from...
After family and friends, the three things that give me the most pleasure in life are food, wine and music and, on a Sunday, wonderful Sunday, in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico, there’s no place I’d rather be for all three than Mi Vida. To be more specific, those three...
I drink a lot of wine, an awful lot of wine, about three large glasses almost every day (and note that, after all those medical appointments, I don’t reveal exactly how large those glasses are). So I need some self-control on how much I spend. I need some rules and...
I had a theory. Well actually a little more than a theory. And I decided to prove it. Don Day’s Wife and I spent a month in Spain last year. And in Spain we drank Rioja, a lot of Rioja, an awful lot of Rioja. In Spain, Rioja is cheap, very cheap, which means that the...
Long ago, in a land not so far away, there was a town called Toronto where, much to my sadness, the sidewalks were rolled up each and every Saturday at 11:00 pm. Fortunately there was a remedy. At five minutes before this weekly event, I could go to a large glass box...
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