Maybe it’s quarantine madness or just the realization that we need to celebrate each moment as it comes, but I seem to have had a lot of bubbly in my glass of late. So when I saw that the June #Winophiles topic was “Unexpected Pleasures in Champagne,” I knew I
I recently made a few sacrifices and tried close to 90 rosé wines in the last couple of months to see what was up with rosé. Most of this sacrifice took place with three other wine writers during an hours-long tasting session, while other parts of the sacrifice took place
Ahh, Sangiovese. It is Italy’s most widely planted variety and used to give me absolute fits when I first started studying Italian wine. That is because it goes by what seems to be a bazillion names that refer to either the clone or region – Chianti, Vino Nobile di Montepulciano
One of the things that ruffles my feathers (ok, shit that pisses me off) is when people tell me that they don’t like “x” wine. Really? Bcause you’ve personally had every version in the world? Of course, I’m being a little bit of a melodramatic, hypocritical beyotch when I say
Ahh Beaujolais, or Bojo as some like to call it. An under the radar darling that is technically part of Burgundy, but has an identity and charm all its own. While Pinot Noir reigns supreme for Burgundy Rouge, Beaujolais is all about Gamay. And if you haven’t explored these wines,
One of the things that ruffles my feathers (ok, shit that pisses me off) is when people tell me that they don’t like “x” wine.