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Confrontation & Cabernet…You Decide

When you shoot the guy, who was going to shoot the guy, you’re dying to see dead, all bets are off. Metaphorically speaking, I mean. Confrontation can be a barrel of fun or a pain in the bunghole – just depends whether your glass is half full or half empty. Pause; pour some more. Barons V, 2008 Cabernet Sauvignon imagesis rich and elegant, tangled up in black cherry and black currant, which wrestles gracefully with straps of smoke and leather. This dark red juice knows the rules and the ones it needs to break to get where it’s going; the first rule of Fight Club is you DO NOT talk about Fight Club.

Seriously, who doesn’t know that!

Posted by Teri Citterman


A Favorite Indulgence – Rough Justice

Barrister Winery’s Rough Justice truly is the stage kitten of wine. Breathing gently with black plum boa and dark lace – purring and pleading to be subdued imagesby a swirl of graham cracker pie crust. Rich and jammy, this wine does a little more than suggest you pay attention with shocks of blackberry filling, pasties a-twirling, silky tannins and a drawn-out finish to make any onlooker pretty damn eager to indulge.

One of my favorites…


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Burn My Desire with Wine and a Quarterback

Dear Teri  Yesterday my neighbor told me they are moving out of state. We have been fine neighbors, but not close. She asked whether we would let her 17-year-old son live with us while he finished his senior year. We barely know these people and are shocked they want us to care for their son. What should we do?

I don’t know. Do you want to live with a 17-year-old boy in your basement? If images-1he’s the quarterback of the football team it might be something to consider.  He’ll turn 18 soon and you can ponder that over a glass of Burning Desire (what!), Hard Row to Hoe’s, Estate Cabernet Franc. Wowza, this is a ripe idea that’s built for comfort.  With its wet earth and tobacco sensibilities It insuculates you like the first bra your mom bought you when you were 9; I mean 13. A snap of plump plum and blackberry whips you back to your senses for now…. More? Well, I don’t see why not.

Moron Friends, Doorknob Husbands and Thorny Rose Wine

Rolling on in my fantasy of wanting to be a advice columnist…

Dear Teri: I have a 19-month-old and a 34-month-old. Our family was invited to the childless home of our friends, and when we arrived, I scurried around childproofing. I moved their expensive items up out of reach, but my friends insisted on putting everything back. When an expensive piece of art was dropped, they were peeved. I felt I did my best in policing the children but still feel I should offer to pay the insurance deductible. My husband says to let it go because they asked for it.

Wow, where do I start? First, unless your kid just popped out of your womb or you’re describing wine in barrel, there’s no legitimate reason to use months as a measure of age. Your kids are 1 and almost 3. Only really annoying people force a listener to do the math. Second, if you hit my house like a tornado, I’d be miffed. And lastly, a babysitter would have been cheaper than the deductible, and yes you should pay it. (Your husband is a doorknob.) Now, should I tell you what I imageswould drink if I had annoying friends like you? Or should I tell you the best bottle to give as a gift if you want to save what’s left of this friendship. Turns out they’re one in the same: Thorny Rose 2009 Cabernet Sauvignon, Columbia Valley, is dark and dense (oh, you can relate?) with blackberry and cherry rolled into dirty bits of dark chocolate. It’s straightforward and uncomplicated — with a ‘leave your kids at home’ finish. Trust me, you’ll make the right decision next time — if there is a next time.

Wine Charm? Hardly.

May I charm you? You may not, but you may be charming until I’m finished.   Jones of Washington, 2007, Estate Syrah does just that.  Blackberry! Blueberry! Raspberry! oh my…  its a riddle of cobbler filling wrapped in an approachable mystery inside a coffee, tea or me finish.   This wine is friendly maybe a smidgen too friendly with it’s jiggly parts and wobbly bits.  When all is said and done, however, how can you knock a guy for trying?

Photo: Jones of Washington

Posted by Teri Citterman

Let Them Eat Cake on the Darkside

My friend wants to be cremated, then baked in a cake and served to his friends.  I’m not sure how I feel about this plan…and I do have a sweet tooth. Sweet served with savory is a great way to go, and I’m going with Darby 2007 ‘The Darkside’. Delving deep into the bowl, I lift my nose with the daunting scent of pulsating corn nuts – hard and salty and corny. This wine is all about the roasted salt of night with bursts of soy sauce, tanned leather, black currant and black pepper. It unfolds in a mysterious black thread of rich, dark salted chocolate with a puckery middle and a black licorice finish. Dare I say….ashy?

Photo: http://www.ambassadorofwine.com

Posted by Teri Citterman

Wilridge Wine Kicks Parkers Asses

And by “Parkers”, I mean drivers…  Never fails, when drivers enter my parking garage, they become retarded.  They slow to a crawl in the hope that someone, please God someone, will pull out of the perfect parking space, just as their desperate ass creeps by.  What they really need is that ass kicked!  And Wilridge, 2008 Melange is just the wine to do it!  Loaded with leather and soy sauce, this rock salt of masculinity blows blackberry, candied orange peel and cedar.  It’s unparalleled enthusiasm reveals violet, black plum, baking spice and a slight hint of lavender.  Well it’s not going to park itself, I say, while sturdy tannins lean in and stare with intensity.  Between the lines, outside the lines – at this point… does it matter?  New Year’s Resolution #666: Patience….whatever….

Photo: Wilridge Winery

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