Monthly Archives: November 2010

There’s One in Every Family Blend

Owen Roe’s, 2009, Abbot’s Table is where the whole family shows up.  From Zin to Sangio, Malbec to Grenache – they’re all  book-ended between big mama Cab Sauv and  “uncle” Cab Frank.  The cool thing is, they get along and seem genuinely happy to see each other. Ripe red raspberry ribbons through red current and juicy pomegranate. Kickin’, blended, relaxed and balanced; even eccentric Aunt Blaufrankish who seems content if not calm pointing out “why yes, Jeffrey, that is a human ear.” Speaking of velvet… tannins are soft and deep and smooth. This wine is astute and maniacal- offering divergent beliefs all within striking distance.  It truly is the best accoutrement for lively table banter.  Enjoy!

Photo: Owen Roe


A Toast To Men’s Interests

Sometimes I read Psychology Today blogs, and I find the more I drink, the more interesting they become. A few days ago one of the blogs talked about the ‘Tiger Woods Syndrome’ and advised “if a man wants to have a healthy relationship he should start by developing his own interests.”  I’m not sure developing his own interests was Tiger’s problem, and thinking further, he seemed to reap some serious “in his own interests” rewards.

I like Tiger, I still like Tiger. And I like playing golf up until the 12th hole. So, as a tribute to men who are “developing” their own interests, I’m raising a glass of Twelve, 2005 Pinot Noir 144 from Oregon.  This is a bottle of boldness with a liquid bravado.  It’s kinda sexy and a little debauched, and of course, that’s further complicated or inspired by the person you’re drinking with. I’m diggin’ how it untangles a red licorice-ness around earthy raspberry, blackberry and cherry. Dark velvet, lush and licentious. Now go! Whilst I love me some Tiger!


Photo: WinePeeps

The Girl Who Won’t Leave the Party

Girly Girl 2008 Pinot Gris is, as you would expect, the girl who won’t leave the party.  Upon first impression, she’s cute and sweet, and fun for a few laughs.  She’s got some ripe peach fleshiness, green apple and honeydew.  White flowers burst in all the right places. But the sequence was interesting until it wasn’t, and the unlit cigarillo seemed so Red Lobster.  Nonetheless, the more you have her, the more you hope she stumbles away in the morning.  She’s neither ordinary, nor extraordinary.  Just fun…for awhile.

Almost Famous and Naked

Been told I look a little like Penny Lane, so I might as well go with it and bask in my Snooth-generated Almost Famous-ness.  In response to all the emails soliciting a personal invitation to my Liquid Nudist Camp (you know who you are) I’m raising a glass!    And now would be the suitable time, for those inclined, to get naked!  

Naked Winery and Orgasmic Wine Co. in Hood River, OR, walks the ledge of possibly overpromising and under-delivering. Here I sit, not just poised for the promise of foreplay, but also the pledge of penetration (but that’s their Cabernet).  So much could go south so quickly – which, in thinking about it, could be truly beneficial.  I’m painfully intrigued and pleasantly surprised. Naked Winery’s 2007 Foreplay Chardonnay is elegant in its hollow whiteness, squeezed with fresh drops of lime and lemon, wrapped in a rage of flinty walnut. Its silky oak smoothness resembles something firm and French (and I don’t mean cheese), with the essence of banana and coconut.  Poked with a hot pink umbrella, the finish is slight, but we are just talking Foreplay.  Makes for a lovely and impressive start to an assured-to-completion evening.

Photo:  Naked Winery & Orgasmic Wine Company