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a punter, I never realized it. Even
back in the days of high school, I was a punter.
Now once a month I punter, mostly in my friends basement.
I’m not a great punter; it may be due to the fact that I don’t have
large reserves to punt. I plan on
punting again in three weeks. Next
time I do punt, I will know what wine to drink.
today, I thought punting was the process of kicking a football on fourth down.
At lunch, I grabbed a bottle of Punters Corner Cabernet.
I tried this because their Spartacus Shiraz is outstanding.
The label on the Cab has a horse racing across the name.
So I spent most of the time drinking this wine, trying to figure out the
connection between the name and the picture.
Realizing this wine is from Australia and remembering my 5th
grade history, Aussieland was the debtor and degenerate colony of the Queen; I
figure there’s a tie-in somewhere. Wino
Stone took the high road and offered up the possibility that Punters had
something to do with Polo, since the picture looked a bit like a polo player. The other possibility we pondered aloud was the ownership of
racehorses by the winery.
this Tony Soprano-looking gentleman leaned over and informed me that a punter is
a Gambler. One who wagers against a
book, a term used for betting the ponies, then he blew a huge cloud of cigar
smoke in my face. I smiled politely
and offered his bodyguard a glass of wine. I spent an afternoon drinking wine
and came away with a new piece of knowledge I did not have yesterday.
Now, if I drink twice a day, just think how smart I’ll be when I get my
Punters Corner Cabernet Sauvignon $
Too early to drink this wine, unless you want a mouth full of oak. This wine stays tight a great way through the bottle.
American, Russian, and French oak flavor this fruit-filled Cabernet,
boasting hints of mint, chocolate, smoke and leather.
Though I do think the smoke was from Tony and the leather from the
slammed into the State of New Jersey. The
thermometer in my car says the outside temperature today was 105°.
Can anyone tell me where in the car they place the sensor which takes
that reading? Anyway, early evening
has only cooled to 85 and the humidity has me feeling like a used dishrag.
Place your head just above the door of the just-finished dish washing
machine, open the door, and breath in NJ. It
was actually too hot and sticky for me to think RED.
As you know I do not rack a large variety of white.
Since I cannot touch my Chardonnay entries in the Wino Wally White
Challenge, I reached for one of the only two other white wines in the rack.
Both happen to be New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc.
Wino Bob, have you decided to play for the “other team”? Have you started wearing frilly panties?
Hey, every now and then, the feel of silk just relaxes me. (Did I say
that out loud?)
I was looking
for a cool, clean, crisp, wine to refresh me as it killed millions of brain
cells, caused irreversible liver damage and made it unsafe for me to fire up the
wood chipper. I must admit this
wine did the trick on all accounts. Better
yet, no headache in the morning. If
you try this wine, think of the colors yellow and green.
Although I do not have as much experience with the white wine
descriptions, there were some real obvious flavors that jumped out of my glass.
This wine screams “drink me in the dog days of summer in NJ” and
“Hey, you drunken Bastard, shut-up and put your pants on”. Sorry, that last quote was from my next-door neighbor, the
Baptist Minister, who holds the AA meetings for his Church at his home.
Sauvignon Blanc Marlborough Fall Harvest $
Dried Summer Grasses waving in a hot
breeze, herbaceous, grapefruit, lime and crisp are words that even a child could
describe in this wine. A great
example of why New Zealand has a rep for Sauvignon Blanc.
This would go great with a lemon sole.
informative essay on the new World Cup Wine Liqueur sent me to the store to
research what other sports have been honored by the fine producers of wine.
There were not many in the particular store I visited; however, I did
find the following. New York
wineries had the greatest enthusiasm for sporting themes.
Maybe that’s because New Yorkers live for their sports teams.
Now, drawing on personal preferences, I enjoy golf and sailing; so do the
wine makers at Taylors (Australia) with their Grand Shiraz Golf Label and Dry
Creek and Bully Hill depicting the fun of sailing.
Di Grazia Vineyards boasts another refined sport, where Claret would be
quaffed after a busy day at the Hunt. For
those interested in the manlier sports, the good folks of Delicato Winery have
their Grid Iron Cuvee, Legend Series, which depicts all your favorite old time football
stars. My favorite is the Lawrence
Taylor Red Rover. But the winning
winery in my heart has to be Glenora Wine Cellars.
I thought the Grand Prix Series was unusual; until I picked up a bottle
of LUGE ROUGE. By the
way, who uses the X in Prix?
there are hosts of other sports oriented labels and I am interested in hearing
about all your favorites, so drop me a line and let me know what else is out
there, maybe there is a Curling Ice Wine I need to try.
June 16, 2002
The heard had been enjoying a
drink, somewhat on edge, always aware that the Big Cats could spring on them at
any moment. The Thompson Gazelles
quenched there thirst for the day and lingered for some food near the riverbank.
Then the pride moved stealthfully across the front yard, not making any
quick moves to draw attention to themselves.
They blended into the surroundings, enjoying a drink from a distance, but
were growing restless. In a flash, the chase was on and they managed to separate one
of the young from the herd Showing no mercy, the pride devoured the young.
Smelling the fresh kill, another neighboring pride came to the site and
the herd no longer felt safe. The
call went out and the herd retreated, but before the herd could all make it out
safely, an adult was brought down and the pride had made a major kill.
Too much discovery channel, Wino
Bob? No, just the first summer
porch party in the neighborhood. Yesterday,
the crazy Aunts and timid red wine drinkers spent several hours at the house,
attempting to blend the red and white wine together to make their own version of
White Zinfandel. There was plenty
to go around and everyone enjoyed the Carrascal.
Then my tried and true wino
neighbors came over and we let the heard thin so we could celebrate with a
meaningful bottle from the racks. We
enjoyed two bottles from the stash that proved delightful.
One, a California Cab, with some age that Wino John would have been up
for, since Wino John wasn’t around, we drank a toast to him.
The second was a Spanish Wine from my new favorite region in Spain,
Priorat. These wines left me lazily
content to nap on the open plains, belly full, the stains of fresh kill around
my mouth, feeling like the Red Wine pride in this territory of NJ really is the
King of the Jungle.
1994 Jordan Cabernet Sauvignon
Let sleeping dogs lay and a calm, content animal will awake. The pleasant combination of soft tannins and ripe dark
cherries with a gentle woody tone. This
is a gem of a wine that could be enjoyed for years to come with proper storage
conditions. A great example of
Alexander Valley’s richness.
1998 Gran Clos de
Big, thick and inky, with plenty of dark fruit and a hint of chocolate,
tobacco and spice. Not for the
weak-kneed or faint hearted. This
is a serious red wine and should only be left in the hands of the professional
red wine drinkers.
Well, the wine
clock is ticking. Three years, two months, four days and three hours
remain. Remain on what you ask?
My liver? God willing it
lasts that long. No, Winos
and Winettes, my tongue. Who the,
what the, huh?
Yes, the end is
in sight, as E.T. will be replacing the need for well-toned human wine
tasters. E.T.? That Eraser
Head Baby looking thing with the knotted index finger that flies through the air
on a bike, E.T.? Wino E.T.?
No, try the invention from the Geekdom world of computers that have
managed to produce the Electronic Tongue. The
Electronic Tongue, E.T., is as large as a dime with sensors that can replicate
tastes buds of a human. By
pipetting a sample of flavors and recording the associated product, E.T. will be
able to identify major components of wine.
Now there will be a standard for the sensing of honey suckles, melon,
pineapple and vanilla. You know
they will teach E.T., currant, anise, dark cherry, cedar and tobacco. I do want to witness, barnyard, and leather, but the
scientific community feels they will soon have a reliable, working,
commercially- available Electronic Tongue.
Channel is the greatest source of Geekdom out there.
Winettes, I did not get to see, just how far they are taking the
Electronic Tongue, but it is slated to have several other uses besides wine
tasting. And yes, they will have a
battery operated, portable Electronic Tongue. Enough said...
It has been
awhile since I have enjoyed wine and I blame it on the Mother.
Mother nature has presented New Jersey with a very high pollen count and
a weekend of yard work has killed my sinuses.
As all the books say, we only taste 4 different things, and salt is not
one of them in wine. My wine
enjoyment is derived from my ability to identify through olfactory excitement,
over 4000 different scents. OK, so
maybe I can identify coffee, tobacco, blackberry, raspberry, currant, barnyard,
old horse blanket, cedar, cinnamon, strawberry, eye of newt and several enriched
soil elements from the Rhone Valley. Unfortunately,
these past several weeks, I have been only able to taste Red or White.
Since my racks only have about six bottles of White, I am confident, even
in the dark, that most times I was drinking RED.
These were two
times I was able to sense enough to enjoy some wine, one I recommended for the
prestigious WOTM award. I enjoyed
my bottle of Fairview and upon reading about the attitude of the ownership; I
really enjoyed their story. They
went out on a limb and cultivated the vartietals of the Rhone.
Pinotage has a crossing with Cinsault, but these guys grabbed all the
best Southern Rhone grapes and blended up a nice wine at a great price.
I apologize for
the lack of drinking my usual 12 bottles a week of wine, but my olfactory system
has taken away my powers like kryptonite to Superman.
Without my nose, I am a mortal again, relegated to swigging beer for a
buzz with little need to discern hops from malt and cherry wheat…
The nose knows what’s best and I cannot wait until the pound and a half
of mucous stops dripping down the back of my throat.
Fairview Goats Do Roam $
A spicy, cedar and dark cherry wine that brings a medium-bodied,
flavorful drink to your palate. The
name says a great deal about the attitude and style of this wine, fun,
easy-going, with a challenge that the Frogs are not the only ones to make a
pleasant blend in the Southern Rhone style.
What’s next, Hermit’s Age?
Amoureux Tortoise Creek $
This blend of Merlot and Cabernet Vin de Pays has an unpolished finish
that detracts from the fruitiness for the wine.
OK for wine when you don’t want to open the good stuff.
gave me wood. You know Dionysus,
that tall, slender Greek God of wine and song who was the son of Zeus and his
mortal mother Semele. You know they
kill mortals, so poor Zeus took the unborn child and sewed him to his leg.
Kind of like that co-joined twin grafted on the head of the nurse on
South Park. But it wasn’t the
artwork depicting Dionysus’ birth that gave me wood.
No, it was the nose coming off the glass of wine I drank with Wino John
last night. Yes, Dionysus is a Meritage hailing from the Pacific
Northwestern region of the US. As
we talked about the Winostuff business, well we had to drink wine. What better than to try something from the god himself.
enough, we were not at Bacchus, you know the Roman God of wine, they do not
serve Dionysus wine at Bacchus. Do
the Roman Gods think they are better than the Greek Gods? Bacchus was born to Jupiter and Semele. Interesting,
same mother. And yes, she was a
mortal who died when her mortal frame could not endure the immortal radiance of
her man. Wouldn’t that be so
cool, a chick thinks you’re so good looking, she spontaneously combusts.
Other than Michael Jackson in the Pepsi commercial, I don’t know anyone
else that spontaneously combusted.
Bacchus’ father sends him to live with the Nysaean nymphs, I don’t know
about you, but I’m liking the sound of that.
My dad never let me live with a nymph. Hell, he never even gave me
“the talk”. All he said one
night when I was sixteen and having some woman issues, “Son, take your
time.” What the hell does that
mean? I wanted to find a nymph and
he tells me to take my time. This
isn’t Ozzie and Harriet, and it for damn sure wasn’t Ozzie and Sharon.
Sorry, just working out some issues.
Bacchus grew up, he discovered the culture of the Vine and a method of
extracting the juice. A whole bunch
of stuff happened with him marching into Asia and being a strong solder and
stuff like that. But the best part
is, he knew how to party. Yes,
there is nothing greater on Earth than a Bacchanalian Orgy.
Food and wine and woman. Eat
and drink and throw up, and do it all again.
Wow, I wonder if they kissed after they threw up.
They didn’t have Crest back then. Did you ever kiss someone after
they threw up, not knowing they threw up? Blahk.
why, when I research Greek gods, do I have to be subjected to seeing my
Patron god’s genitals?
That’s not right; go put on a frock, a loincloth, hell a
grape leaf. I could never have lived back then, not being able to wear a
fashionable Black loincloth. And
what about the “Boys”, Jerry?
in all, I’d rather be Bacchus than Dionysus.
Arbor Crest Dionysus $$ (39.00) This
Meritage from Washington starts out in search of aerobic exercise.
It’s tight and needs oxidation to mellow the wood and bring forth
the red cherry, and cinnamon flavors. Once
stretched and loose, the wood tails to a pleasant cedar flavoring for the
Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot, Cabernet Franc blend.
May 29, 2002
Well I am now
breathing 1.5 liters of air per lung since it is summer wine season.
Yes, Wino John’s information of the medical benefits to my pulmonary
system by consuming white wine has me running up and down the Garden State
Parkway like Forest Gump. Life is
like a mixed case of wine at a discount liquor store…
The official weekend
that kicks off the summer season in the mind of every school child has
arrived, and you know I have the grammar and writing complexity of a school
child. This past weekend I officially started toning down the heavy
reds and opening up to those white wines. I
am in training for the White Wine Olympics that Wino Wally has set forth in his
contest. In doing so, I have found
myself less winded as I schlep down from my dark, dank shelter on the third
floor, to the cellar and back up with a bottle to drink while I ponder the heavy
questions of the world as we know it. I
used to stop on the first floor landing just to let the dizziness pass and to
lessen the pounding of my heart, but not any more. I have become a stick figure
with 2 well-developed organs (I set you up, you fill in the joke) a strong heart
and well inflated lungs. I do have
another organ that is larger than normal, but the doctor said my liver should
not be so visible through my skin.
As a matter of
fact, on this past Memorial Day, I went across the street to neighbors for a
cook out and my doctor was there. He
is the brother of my neighbor and after enjoying a third glass of wine he asked
me if I wanted my physical right there. I
would have taken him up on the offer, saving the office visit cost, but did not
feel like having my prostate checked draped across the potato salad on the
To all you
Winos, let’s have a safe summer, enjoying those lighter white wines.
If any of this medical information is true, then I hope I live long and
die peacefully in my sleep, like my Grandfather, instead of screaming like the
passengers in his car… Drink
Estates Chardonnay $
A pleasant Chardonnay with nice melon and grapefruit flavors and a
pleasurable amount of oak to add body to this easy quaffing wine.
May 21, 2002
I went to my local wine stores yesterday to make my Chardonnay selections
for the Wino Wally challenge. After
ruling out one Argentinean Chard that may be hard to find in some areas, I have
decided on the five I think will stand up well.
If we actually do a blind tasting, I think we will wind up with a mix
between Wino Wally's and my choices. The
good news is that my bill, with the six wines I selected, only totaled $69.00.
Which means we
can probably come up with 5 great Chard for around $75-80 dollars.
Game on, now we
just need to secure our judge, Wino John. As
soon as we set the time, I will post my selections…. Stay tuned.
belated happy Winette’s Day to all the wino Mothers out there.
I made the mistake of heading out to dinner for the Bacchus special
brunch. The overwhelming number of
people not wanting to cook created a half hour backup of reservations.
Once we finally made it to the table, the fare was worth the wait.
I just stayed low key and enjoyed a few glasses of Echelon Syrah.
Though the $8.50 a glass price is staggering, you can find this wine for
$8.99 a bottle and it’s worth every penny.
Saturday evening, with the weather in New Jersey bringing hints of lazy summer
nights on the porch, I unwrapped the Weber and fired up some tuna steaks.
I lightly dusted them with rosemary, wine, and stir-fry oil.
This called out for a light, crisp wine.
Being secure in my wine masculinity, I dragged out a bottle of Rosé.
Yes, I said Rosé. Hey, I’m no
Wino Homo, (Editor's note: Not that there's anything wrong with
that...) I just wanted something clean and crisp and not
overpowering. This Rosé was made
from Syrah, from my favorite region of the Rhone Valley.
Domaine De Saint-Antoine Costieres De Nines
Light, fresh, fruit with a dry finish.
There is no sweetness in this, so keep away from those expecting this to
be like a white zin. Good complement
to grilled fish, serve well chilled and in a red colored glass so your friends
don’t think you’ve gone soft.
May 10, 2002
are not a strong suit of mine, with having only tasted a few ice wines, sweet
Rieslings and a Gewürztraminer. So
when my Wino-Buddy and cook extraordinaire, Wino Lou, invited us to celebrate
his wife’s #$ Birthday (the polite thing is never tell a woman’s age), he
inquired about dessert wine suggestions. Being
one who wants to continue to be invited to Wino Lou’s dinner parties, I
suggested several styles of wine. I
didn’t want to tell him to get a bottle of 1963 Chateau d’Yquem.
All the time, in the back of my mind, I kept hearing Kevin Zraly’s
patent line, “For dessert, there is nothing better than sex and Sauterne.”
Not wanting to be too suggestive, I casually mentioned that Sauterne is a
dessert wine. So when I showed up
at the Great Little Dessert Shop in town, Wino Lou pulled out a bottle of
Sauterne to accompany the homemade Apple Crumb Cheese Cake.
You could imagine, I’m now thinking, “Holy Crap, maybe Wino Lou read
Kevin’s book and this party is going to get Jiggy after the wine is finished."
I could now cross off one of the last items on my "Things I Gotta Do
Before I Die" list.
So as Wino Lou
offered up the last drops of wine, I sat back in my chair waiting for the door
to close and the homemade whipped cream vat to come out.
Then reality slapped me in the face like a glass of ice water being
dumped in my lap, when the chatter
from the kids at the table drew me back
to Earth. So line item number 16
remains on the list, unchecked. I
only hope that the fat content in the cheese cake doesn’t wipe me out before I
can get to number 16. My hopes are
that Wino Lou can now smile and say, "Done it…"
& Guestier Sauterne ?
Honey gold and viscous, this nectar made from Semillon and Sauvignon
Blanc gives a sweet nose of honey, apricot and burnt hair. (Semillon gives me
this olfactory link with slightly burnt hair-I know it’s not on the scent
wheel). There was a pleasant
balance of sweetness and acidity, but this wine fell short on the finish.
There was little lingering of the creamy, silky nectar.
May 5, 2002
I should be
drinking cold beer today celebrating Cinco de Mayo, but this is a wine page so I
opened a Chilean wine. That’s
about as cultural as I can get today. I
would have tried a Mexican wine, but I haven’t been able to find any in the
stores I frequent. With Chile being
a wine region I love for the barging-hunter in my life, I was pleased to see the
Garden State Wine Club drop off a bottle in this month’s delivery.
Nothing better than a Cab for $6.05.
Before I rate
this wine, I had a question. Is
there a correlation between the style of wine one drinks and the type of coffee
one drinks? I see Starbucks popping up all over the place, which I love.
With me it’s a strong black cup of Joe and a big bold red wine.
But standing in line at the Upper Montclair Starbucks, I started to see
if I could size up what type of wine a person would drink based on the type of
coffee they ordered. Like, a decafe
latte with skim milk screams out Riesling or Sauvignon Blanc, perhaps Chablis. While a regular latte might equate to a Chardonnay drinker.
A café Mochacino brought thoughts of Syrah or Zinfandel.
I figure anyone having a tea drink must be a none-wino.
I’ll have to see after our next dinner if Wino John orders a double
espresso, black. Would someone
order a coffee light and sweet be more of a Pinot Noir Head?
Basically, is it just me who goes full throttle on things or do people
pick and choose their beverages based on other issues.
Full-bodied, robust, flavorful beverages, whether it is coffee or wine,
is the only way for me to enjoy it. As
I am not too girly to order a white chocolate mochacino after a meal, I might
also order a Gewurtz.
Tarapaca Cabernet Sauvignon Reserva $
Though this wine shows a very promising bouquet, the taste just
doesn’t hold up. A good example
of cassis, dark cherry and oak greet you, the wine tales off too soon for those
flavors to linger in the mouth. Chilean
quality is on the rise, but this one has a bit to go.
May 3, 2002
McInerney, Bacchus and Me, Bacchus and Wino Bob, -three degrees to wine
enjoyment. I was on my second glass
of Red last night when I asked Chris if they served Lillet at Bacchus.
He laughed and told me that I was the fourth person in the last week that
asked for Lillet. They were the only
four glasses they have sold since Bacchus opened a year ago November.
Jay McInerney's verbal fresco intrigued me enough to give it a try.
Interestingly enough, I want to re-submit my summer wines to the Wino
Wally contest from last year. This
wine and herbal elixir is a clean, crisp, refreshing bowl of oranges, tangerines
and lemons. The abrupt finish and
lack of after taste reminded me of the quench from a quinine beverage.
I could almost treat this drink as a palate cleansing sorbet between
meals. This aperitif will find
it’s way to the front porch on a hot summer evening.
Serve well chilled and, for those winos that love ice in their wine,
knock yourself out. On the personal
side, I wanted to say hello to my new Wino friends, Alex and Louann, who
graciously put up with my drunken babbling on the amount of flavor imparted into
a Chardonnay from the degree of barrel toasting the cooper designated.
I believe by the end of the evening, Alex was ready to place me in a
Angove Bear Crossing
This is a 60/40 blend of Cabernet and Merlot from down under
showing soft fruit and an herb nose. Mildly
tannic and simple, this wine is easy drinking for those who want a toned-down
the last several entries have gotten away from the cause.
I even sent the conservative, stoic Wino John into a tailspin, though I
agree there are just NOT enough wine movies being made in Hollywood. Could the land where the grape grows best be blacklisting
those writers and producers from making Epic Wine movies? Most likely it was that piece of crap Keanue Reeves movie
that came out several years ago that tanked so bad it must have soured the film
industry totally. This movie was so
poorly acted and unbelievable in premise that I blanked the name of it out of my
head. Can you believe that a wild
fire rips through thousands of acres of the vineyard, but Keanue was able to
rescue one sole surviving rootstock with which he would rebuild his fortune?
Add to that the unrealistic love story between the beautiful daughter of
the vineyard owner and this low life grape picking Keanue.
Hold on, your lack of emotion and inability to handle multi-syllabic
words just slays me.
those of my generation, Falcon Crest was the weekly series on CBS that captured
the intrigue, romance and pleasures of being a wealthy vineyard owner.
I kind of see myself as a stick figure Lorenzo Lamas leading man type.
OK, maybe not. Maybe I could star
as a Vine, yes a syrah vine, that speaks to the owner of the winery late at
night, offering Wino Bob advice on life and lover matters. Maybe I could intertwine my branches with a cute, sassy
Semillon (female of course). Hell
if FOX could have a hit show with Greg The Bunny, why can’t I star as a Vine?
Plants have a more plausible ability to speak than say, a car.
Just count how many crappy talking car shows they have made, My Mother
the Car, Knight Rider… David
Hasselhoff has had a stellar career and he has the personality of a plant. I rest my case.
pondered this while reading Wino John’s made for TV movie treatment that we
are pitching to Hollywood as we speak. I
understand Francis Ford Coppola’s people have been in touch with Wino John
(They asked him to never send them anything else in the mail).
I was at Bacchus, reading, enjoying a plate of Italian Sweet Sausage over
Feta Polenta and drinking some wine.
Regional Selection Shiraz Coonawarra $
Who wouldn’t love a wine called BARWANG, that “swift moving bird”
from Australia. Oak lovers, this is
for you from the vanilla and spicy cherry.
The taste is cloves and dark cherry and toasted oak.
This one will not tempt those lovers of soft and fleshy wines.
Clark Petite Sirah $ (12.99)
The promise of lush fruit teases your nasal passages and create a
Pavlovian salivation for big red lovers. Unfortunately,
the oak and tannins step on your throat and diminish the pleasure this wine
note: Warning: The following review is rated PC (Partially
Comprehensible) and may not be suitable for all audiences. Parental
discretion is advised.
I hope everyone
made out all right now that the Day of Infamy is over.
Yes, April 15th, the day we reckon with Big Brother.
As a small independent businessman, and I mean small, the government
knows how to squeeze every last drop from my meager livelihood. I guess there is an upside to being part owner of a web site
that has no revenue. I gladly give
the government its share of NOTHING. Take
30%, hell take 50%. Maybe we should
consider filing Winostuff.com as a 503C, not-for-profit organization.
Then we can buy the wine, not-for-profit, just for consumption.
Or better yet, we declare ourselves a 504 D, Political Action Committee,
dropping off cases of wine to the Senators from California, Washington, Oregon
and NY in exchange for the ability for Wino John to receive shipments in New
Jersey directly from Opus One. I
say we rally the winostuff army and march on Washington to express our disgust
with the inability of Wino John to get his Big Ass California Cab fix directly
from the Man. I’m sure if I call
Al Sharpton, and tell him of the injustices we are suffering through, he’ll
assist us with his rally for hire mass and the buses to get to Washington and a
Big Gold Medallion I can wear around my neck.
Then when I am getting carted off to Jail, to become the girlfriend of
some six-foot four, two hundred and twenty pound ex-college football star who is
in for life, I can attach my Big Ass medallion to the fence of the White House
as I shout, “From California direct to New Jersey, Wino John is mighty
Thirsty.” Or, “God Created grapes, Wino John just wants to Partake.”
Can you tell I
am five years younger than the cool generation, which protested the War, and
Nuclear Power? I am from the
generation that really had nothing to bitch about. Can
you also tell, I have reached the Punt. For
those not sure, the punt is the indent in the bottom of the wine bottle.
To reach it, one must consume ALL the wine….
Pratesti Locorosso $ (13.99)
This 100% Sangiovese (which means Blood of Jove) is an intense ruby red
with black cherry, tobacco and a lot more leather then I care. At times, the wine simply smells like a wet saddle (you do
the math). This wine also carries a
quick finish and a bit more tannin then desirable.
Ask a question,
get the answer. Last evening I had dinner at Luce, a great little restaurant
in town that surprised me with their wine selection. Last time I lunched there, I was taken with the fact that
such a great restaurant only served wines from Kings Road Winery of New Jersey.
So, while I was waiting for my guests, I asked about there selection of
Kings Road. I learned that in the
State of New Jersey, you could get a State Wine License and the State assigns
you a winery you can sell. Because
of this, I also found out that you could bring your own wine for dinner.
The food was
delicious and the portions were generous for the prices.
I had the Atlantic Salmon over wasabe risotto in a hoison, ginger sauce.
Not know what I was going to order, I just brought a wine from this
Year’s WOTY selection. Yes, I
brought a Zinfandel to accompany my dinner.
To my surprise, my guest brought Bordeaux that was powerfully elegant.
Though this place would be packed if it had a strong wine list, it is a
great place to go without too much of a wait.
Ridge Geyserville $$
This is a blend of 68% Zinfandel, 16% Carignane
and 16% Petite Sirah and is a bold bouquet of dark fruits and oak.
Unfortunately, the oak and tannins overpowered the fruit and left a harsh
after taste through much of the bottle. Let
this one sleep in the cellar for a while to bring more of its beauty out.
La Commanderie St. Emilion ?
Though the nose on this wine reminded me of smelly diapers, this was a big,
velvety, fruit packed wine with soft gentle tannins and a long finish.
I am not much of a Merlot fan, but this wine is one to try.
Did you have a
good weekend? Do I care? You
know those people at work that ask this question in fear that you might engage
in telling them what you did. They
don’t want to know, they really don’t care.
I guess today, I am asking, not to get a response from you, but to open
the door for me to discuss my fun.
friend and world renowned photographer, Jean Tenuto, helped a charity event at
the Gallery in Piermont, NY to benefit an animal shelter in Queens.
When I was invited, I responded that I would be glad to attend under the
condition that I wouldn’t be subjected to that boxed, crappy wine they served
last time. So she gave me the
distinct honor of being Wino Bob for the day.
Yes, hip NY attire and a hand full of Winostuff.com business cards had me
ensuring the masses they would drink some good wine.
I met many great people who made tremendous donations to the Animal
Shelter, bid on Jean’s artwork, and chatted about wine.
It was a day well spent and an event I have already re-upped for.
Next time, the wine will be bigger and better.
only encountered one wine snob who brashly corrected my pronunciation of
Al-Bar-En-Yo. I guess a NJ accent
has a great deal of difficulty speaking Spanish.
Sorry, my Spanish came from the corner store where much of the time was
spent drinking a 40.
Martin Codax Burgans Albarino $ 11.99
A light, crisp, clean wine which should be served well chilled to ease the acid
and bring forward the apricot, peach and floral aromas of this wine.
Great for summer and seafood.
Sparr Gewurztraminer $ 12.99
This wine was a bit sweeter than expected, but did show a nice array of
grapefruit and pear. I would
consider serving this with a spicy Asian dish.
Bernard Cotes-du-Rhone Village $ 11.99
This wine shows a great deal of promise with ripe red fruits, spice, minerals
and coffee aromas. A nice wine to
drink with friends or bring for dinner - especially grilled red meats.
Y Cavas De Weinert Carrascal $ 10.99
Dark cherry, blackberry, tobacco and currant grace this blended Argentinean
wine, made from Cabernet Sauvignon, Malbec and Merlot.
A structured wine with plenty of fruit and a brash finish
several small items for the tasting area and have been hunting locally for these
items. I was in Paterson and
stopped into Corrado’s Market. This place is a mini village of shops and stores, but there
are only 2 locations I stop into, the wine shop, of course, and the Home Beer
and Wine Making Center. The hunting
in the Wine Making Center came up big with the stemware rack I have been
searching for. I need something to
fit beneath the counter to hang my glasses and they had a unit the right size
and shape for my counter.
Then it was off
for some shopping in the wine store. Wandering
aimlessly, eyes darting from label to label, hands shaking in my pants pockets
(that has nothing to do with wine shopping, just a habit I have, you guys know
what I mean), nose sniffing out a bargain, I unexpectedly found myself standing
in front of a bottle of Wine from Greece. I
had read about this wine, I even remember a Discovery Channel Show that talked
about the wine amphorae found at the bottom of the Mediterranean Sea containing
this wine. So I grabbed the
1.5-liter screw topped bottle and put down my $7.99 at the cash register. Yes, 1.5 liters, screw cap, $7.99.
The wine is
called Retsina and it has a distinctive light amber color from the rosin
(pine tar) the Greeks used to seal the clay containers from the air.
What made me so curious about this wine is that in my Techno-Geek life,
we use Rosin to flux printed circuit boards and parts prior to soldering. Even in the plumbing industry, when you sweat pipes, your
first flux the copper pipe to deoxidize the metals.
Think about it, should I be drinking the fluxes I have been selling to my
Electronics Manufacturers? Should I
be selling Retsina to my Defense Contractors?
Are the memory modules in your Sony Vaio's notebook joined with Greek
Wine? Should I start selling my
flux in 750 ml bottles instead of 5-gallon containers?
There is a great deal of experimentation I need to conduct, I wonder if
the Jet Propulsion Lab would let me grant a project to classify Retsina’s
copper mirror, solder balling, copper chromate, halide content, wetting angles
and wetting forces.
I could see a
whole new marketing program for Dell, “Dude, there’s wine inside.” And
think of the positive impact we could have on reducing the landfill issue.
Instead of dumping our old electronics into Staten Island, we could send
them to the Bowery where winos could take them apart and scrape the flux
residues off the PC boards and distill it into a unique form of Ouzo. Hell, I drank crappy Grappa that tasted worse than some of
the fluxes I sell. Quick, call Ace
Hardware; I think we have a new product…
Retsina of Attic $
(7.99 1.5 liters)
This wine gives off the aroma of a flat champagne the morning after a
party, then you are greeted with the sent of rosin.
This is an easily detected scent. The
taste of this is overridden by the rosin flavor and after taste.
This could be a fun thing to taste for kicks, but it is hard for me to
imagine drinking this with a meal.