Notes From All Over

Memories
Wine on Beach

This spring's consistent cold, grey drizzle has often driven me to the couch, accompanied by a warm blanket, the dogs, and a good book or seven. Luckily, between birthday/Christmas and Mother's Day gifts, and a few visits to my favorite (local, independent, natch) bookstores, I was well supplied. And the recipe works: what rain? I was tooling through sunny Provence.

Canned
Pampelonne

Once upon a time, wine was considered snooty. Elite, even. The common man drank beer, or bourbon. Or a Manhattan, Martini, etc. Definitely not wine, which was a formal beverage, served formally. From a bottle. Which definitely had a cork, requiring a corkscrew.

Real Men & Women Drink Pink
Jacie Drink Pink

Once a year, we combine our passion for everything pink* and liquid (dry rosé, pink cocktails, rosy-hued cider) with our passion for eradicating cancer.

Cancer is a thief-a thief that steals time, steals our loved ones, and steals our peace of mind. The best response to this theft is giving: a fun time, a delicious experience, and-most importantly-cold, hard cash to help fight the good fight.

Way Better Than an Apple
Better Than an Apple

Did you know that Tuesday, May 9 is National Teacher's Day? Considering the outsize influence a great teacher can have on both the education and eventual character of their students, I think it's curious that we only allocate one day per year to honor their contributions. In my own education, I was blessed with many gifted teachers; in adult life I've met even more, and witnessed the amazing contributions they make to our youth and our communities.

A Tuscan Love Story
Carnesciale

Once upon a time, a beautiful young German girl, Bettina, met a handsome young man named Wolf. In Berlin, they fell in love. They watched a young and popular American president give an inspired speech, 'Ich bin ein Berliner.' A few months later, JFK was assasinated, and their young love mingled with the world's sorrow over this loss. An aspiring writer, Wolf desired to create something of lasting beauty to offset the world's darker impulses.

Seriously...
Funny Wine Cartoon

Scene: Hotel function room. One table, one chair. White tablecloth. Six wine glasses, filled with unknown wines. By sight, scent, and taste alone, you will identify them by grape variety(ies), region, and probable vintage. Verbally. To a seemingly-omniscient wine judge. Are you terrified yet?

Drunken Monkeys?
Drunken Monkey

A few hundred thousand years ago, one of our primate ancestors swung down from the trees to eat some rotting fruit on the forest floor. With that small act, the human love for alcohol began.

Spring Cleaning (SALE!!)
Spring Cleaning

Spring (appearances of the last few days notwithstanding) equals time for renewal. Change. And-ugh-cleaning.

In this spirit, we're changing up the store's layout and moving things around. Because we are not masochists, we'd like to move less-heavy, breakable-things. So before we start, we're holding a giant blowout SALE.

On Sunday, April 9, buy 12 bottles or more of any combination of wines* and/or spirits, and we'll take another 15% off your purchase.

Here's Your Chance (to be a retail wine buyer)
Retail Wine Buyer

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. It was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness..."
-Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

Don't Judge a Book...

"They talk very loud, very fast and altogether. If they ask you a question, before you can utter three words of your answer they will break out upon you again and talk away.”
-John Adams, on New Yorkers

New Yorkers are rude. Everybody knows it. Right? They talk too fast, move too fast, and don't even think about asking them for directions. Even in the nascent days of our republic, John Adams 'knew' that no good could come from consorting with those savages to the south of New England.

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