For many years, Don Day’s Wife and I have spent a couple of weeks of the late Summer in France. The regions of the country we’ve visited have varied but the central theme never has. Food. And wine. And more food. And more wine. One year, when we went to The Loire...
To me it was a significant coming of age event. That first taste of Blue Nun or Black Tower or the wine we saw staring at us from the shelf today, Mateus Rose. “Should we buy a bottle?”, said Don Day’s Wife. “I’d kind of like to,”...
I love wine tastings. Because instead of having two or three glasses of wine, you have six. And it’s considered educational. Vinophilia is a group of San Miguel quaffers that gathers occasionally to celebrate the joys of the grape. A few weeks ago I was invited...
Don Day’s Wife has been called a lot of names. And, unlike many that I’ve been called, all of hers are printable. She’s sometimes called Sharona, like the woman who’s never gonna stop, never give it up in the song by The Knack. She’s sometimes known as...
“And what would you like to be when you grow up, Don Day? A doctor? A lawyer? An astronaut? A fireman?” “No teacher, I want to be a sommelier.” “But Donny, I think you have to be born in a country in Northeastern Africa to be one of...
Yes, I’m cheap when it comes to wine. Very cheap. Because quite a few years before I discovered wine I discovered, thanks to grade two arithmetic, that you could have two $10 bottles for the same price as one $20 bottle. Good $10 (U.S.) bottles of wine are...
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