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...pleading is to no avail—“they’re getting their money” someone says of the wait staff who have asked us to show restraint. And besides, I’m told, the creation of sake bombs, whereby shots of the rice wine are precariously situated between chopsticks running parallel atop a glass of beer, necessitates the raucous slamming of fists. There’s just no way around it.In the course of our couple hours there, the grimaces on the sushi chefs go from mild bemusement to annoyance. I drunkenly wonder aloud...
They may have seemed vaguely exotic a decade ago, but these days we take for granted the presence of Chilean and Argentine wines on supermarket shelves. Can any other South American wine-producing country achieve that level of international acceptance, and if so, which one? The answer may[an error occurred while processing this directive] be Uruguay. The reason is that the country has a niche virtually all to itself, and that's Tannat - an obscure grape originally grown in southwestern France, and brought to Uruguay in 1870. If you're a winemaker, having a little-known but delicious varietal...
While we were drinking, we walked around the wineries and slowed up their production. At Provenance Vineyard, we tasted the same wine from different barrels and learned that French oak really does taste different from American oak (it's less oaky). I got winemaker Tom Rinaldi to let me taste Petit Verdot, a blending grape used in tiny quantities for its dark color. It tastes a lot like wine...
...used refractometers to test the sugar content of grapes at Sterling before we picked them. At Acacia, we tasted every wine grape I've ever heard of. Then the head winemaker showed us their alternative pest-control system: a falconer. Besides learning that falcons scare starlings away from grapes by swooping down at 200 m.p.h., we learned that falconers are just about as geeky as you might have thought. At Beaulieu Vineyard, we used pipettes, beakers and a calculator to make our own blend of red wine, which was then bottled with storeworthy labels featuring our names. They were like...
...much with us that he got out his guitar and led a sing-along of Brown Eyed Girl. Then we hugged, traded e-mails and promised to stay in touch. And much as I think s'mores are better than they really are, I've already bought some Diageo wine. But not nearly enough to make up for all that Georges de Latour Cabernet I drank...