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Corkscrewed in Paris

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Some things only happen in Paris. And a percentage of those things are likely to happen at Juveniles, the running liquid feast run by the redoubtable Scotsman Tim Johnston.

Corkscrewed close to home (a la Provencale)

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Times like Wednesday night you really appreciate the near year-old French smoking ban in restaurants and bars. La Fontaine Aux Vins, the funky/jazzy wine bar in Valbonne Village, was packed for the launch of Corkscrewed on the Cote D'Azur.

New Yorkers cut in line for Bojo Nuevo

“Is this the cheese line or the wine line?”

That seemed to be the question most asked Thursday night by an over-capacity crowd of 300 at New York’s Alliance Francaise celebration of the arrival of Noo-voh.

(One observation about New Yorkers: They like to know where the line is so they can cut!)

Why Bojo Nuevo?

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I'm headed to New York to join the Alliance Francaise in celebrating the 2008 Beaujolais Nouveau. (Sort of surreal crossing the Atlantic from France to uncork the Noo-Voh! in my native Manhattan.)

As champion of small, independent, natural environment-friendly producers, why am I celebrating Beaujolais Nouveau-- oft associated with huge- scale production, flavored yeasts and techno galore?

Two reasons:

Dribblings on the age of Obama and the future of wine

Okay so maybe this isn’t the most pressing question of the day. Will Obama be good for wine?

A Wine Epiphany: We need to change our thinking

I had a sort of epiphany about a week ago and it came from meeting Saint Francis.

Doing the vendanges in a corner of Provence

No better way to clear the head than hitting the road on a September morning in Provence and setting out with pruning clippers for the vineyards.

My winemaking partner Ken McNeill and I crossed a swath of the Les Maures, the dark low mountain chain of the central Var. (The village of Gonfaron-- home to the legend of flying donkeys--is pictured above.)

Obama's cellar and America's weird relationship with wine

 

Imagine! A candidate to be the most powerful guy on earth-- has a wine cellar!

This will certainly shock and disgust some who believe that keeping wine is somehow not an acceptable use for American basements and that it’s better to fill them with home theaters, firearms, rumpus rooms, ham radio stations or even mud wrestling rings.

No one is sure how many houses John McCain has, but all are certain that Obama has a cellar in his Chicago home packed with actual bottles of wine!

Bandol: and The Scent of Wild Boar

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There are times when Bandol is the only wine that will do. Dominated by the mourvèdre grape and grown in the Mediterranean hills east of Marseille, the appellation produces some of the heartiest reds of Provence. But a good Bandol should have something more than any other wine I know—the distinct smell and feel of wild animal—most likely an earth-turning, truffle-hunting, rolling in earth-and-excrement,  hairy wild boar.

Pomodoro Fausto: What's Wrong with Chinese Tomatoes in Italy

Nature chooses to express her perfection in a handful of edible varieties of fruit. I’d put at the top of the list: the olive, the fig, the lemon, the wine grape. And the tomato.

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