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Tiring of those taste-alike chardonnays? Riesling (pronounced reezling) is the antidote. The true riesling (a.k.a. Johannisberg Riesling) has its origins in Germany, but it can now be found all over the world and is developing cult status among growers and drinkers. A 1999 Riesling Single Berry Select made by Ernst Loosen and Chateau Ste. Michelle of Washington State in the U.S. has been awarded 97 points by the Wine Spectator, the highest-ever rating for an American white...
...work. Gil also performed a high-spirited, melodious cover of Bob Marley's "Is This Love" finishing with a lusty cry of "Bob Marley!" After Gil's superb set, I wandered over to the Tenda Brasil to take in a performance by Luiz Melodia. He's something of a cult figure/ elder statesman in Brazilian music, effortlessly blending samba and the blues; imagine a middle-aged South American Robert Johnson and you've pretty much got it. He with two acoustic guitarists on either side. He started out with the song "Fadas" a graceful, toe-tapping tune that that skips...
...Still, this non-diva is a prized commodity in the New York City theater, where she's starred in Uncle Vanya. Indie filmmakers love her too; she can currently be seen in Terence Davies' adaptation of Edith Wharton's The House of Mirth. And she has a nice little cult following owing to her role as sexual-revolution poster girl Mary Ann Singleton in two Tales of the City miniseries (a third will air this year on Showtime). But in her major movies, she's been upstaged by her male co-stars: Truman's Carrey, Absolute Power's Clint Eastwood...
...blame the Food Network for going this route. In the past two years, its availability has almost doubled, to more than 52 million cable homes. Had it stayed narrowly authentic, it might have been doomed. We longtime viewers may grumble like purist fans of a cult band that has sold out. But apparently it's better to broil out with celebrity chefs than fade away...
...attached like a human peripheral to the PC, playing hand after just-one-more-hand-please of that endless game. To this day, the computer-generated sound of a riffling card deck produces in me the kind of facial tics and palpitations that must be sadly familiar to cult deprogrammers, substance-abuse counselors and others in the desperate-cases business...