Monthly Archives: June 2011

What’s Wiener’s Wife Drinking?

A wiener, by definition, is a tube of mystery meat.  And why someone as classy as Huma Abedin would choose to marry one is beyond me. (But marriage is a funny thing.) Huma is a rockstar.  Beautiful, smart and working for Hilary.  Sidenote: I’m dying to know how Hilary weighed in on this trainwreck.

Yes, I know she’s pregnant, but if ever there was a time to invoke the virtues of the 50s Housewife Pregnancy Manual on How to Cope  – drinking, smoking and popping Valium, is the call here.  And, for once, can we reserve judgment?  Can we? For a beverage suggestion, I recommend a wine that’s effectively restrained.  Corvidae, 2008, Columbia Valley Syrah has the force of brute strength, yet is subtle and elegant.  It’s intelligently divine, yet down to earth – grounded in  brooding raspberry and cherry confidence.  Its powerfully  controlled finish leaves you wanting more… and more…and more.  But let’s be clear.  It does not pair well with wieners.

Photo Cellartracker.com

Posted by Teri Citterman

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What Wine Goes to the Testicle Festival?

Clear your calendar because the annual Testicle Festival is right around the corner and I want to know what you plan to be drinking.  Personally, I recommend something round and juicy. What is this festival? Exactly what you think it is?  It’s a celebration of balls!  Marinated balls, deep fried balls, breaded balls, pounded flat and grilled.  I know. I’m cringing right along with you. Let’s talk about something else. R.Stuart & Co, Autograph 2008, Willamette Valley, Pinot Noir is inappropriately friendly. It’s red and flirtatious with an earthy prowess. A storm of elegance and slam, this wine thrusts intrigue as it pounds the pavement.  No matter what you drink, you’ll have a ball!

Photo: R. Stuart & Co.

Posted by Teri Citterman

White Warm Wine and Bill Clinton

Last week I was in Arkansas and I didn’t see Bill C. This week I was in Atlanta and Bill C. met me for lunch (he was the key note, so a few hundred others joined us.)  Kinda odd, but even odder –  I packed my schoolgirl costume just in case (c’mon, I was an intern in the 90s).

Oddest of all, however, I was dining in Wynne, Arkansas – 70ish miles from the Memphis airport — at the local country club (that’s another story)  and there on the wine list (by list I mean 1 white, 1 red) was Washington wine.  In Arkansas! I was pretty impressed and immediately ordered a glass of Snoqualmie Riesling.  A generous pour arrived in a huge goblet — white…and warm. Tempting to toss in a few ice cubes (97 degrees out), but I couldn’t do it, so I just drank the white half.  Cheers!

Photo: Snoqualmie.com

Posted by Teri Citterman

The Maple Kind?

I can’t stop watching this and it makes me so happy! It’s great because it’s simple. He’s an uncomplicated Canadian Germany Shephardy sort – and no one’s expecting greatness.  He’s not a deep dog, not profound. So what, besides beer, would this dog imbibe in?  Maybe something from the House of Mutt Lynch — Rusty Muttitage Red or Chateau D’og Cabernet Sauvignon.  I don’t know.  He’s not really that type. So rollover and bite me!

Photo: Mutt Lynch Winery

Posted by Teri Citterman

Guardian Cellars – Be Palin’s First!

What has prompted the media’s utter desperation to resort to chasing a placeholder like Sarah Palin around the country begging to be her first?  Its as if they’ve become one big ball of “get it over with”.  Awkward!!!  What’s the point?  Precisely. More importantly, what does one drink on such a sobering occasion?  Something a white and light that squeals just a little. Guardian, Angel, 2010 Sauvignon Blanc, erupts in fits of citrusy lemon and dry peach.  I love this wine because of its sense of humor.   Loves to laugh – but keep in mind, it’s not laughing with you!

Photo: Guardian Cellars

Posted by Teri Citterman