Delinquents of the Riverlands

If you haven’t visited Adam Vourvoulis’ hilarious apparel site, you are seriously missing out on your best life: Adam, aka @natural_whine, makes t-shirts that combine the douchy brand/band shirts of yesteryear (for me, 9th grade) with our favorite grape varieties, culty producers (looking at you Gut Oggau) and the shit people in the wine industry…

Shut Up, Kiss Me, Drink Rosé

Look, no-one needs a bloody reminder to drink rosé in 2017, I know. The entire population of New Jersey could probably drown in the amount of canned rosé sold to customers in NYC this summer alone. I want you to put down your phone for a second and check your fridge. Is there at least…

Soaking in the Grape Must: A Week in Paris

Now that a week has passed on my “working” holiday in France, I thought I’d share where I’ve basically tanked my credit cards. Surprise! It’s wine bars and restaurants. Behold and book a one way ticket to Paris fast, before all of our scientists and climate change officials beat you to it. Saturne Do the…

An “Accident” of Roussanne

It’s our first week in Paris and I’m constantly thirsty. The city has consistently kept temperatures above 85 degrees and the humidity IS NOT PLAYING. I also feel a perpetual need to walk eight miles a day and indulge in nothing but baguette and chocolate, so that could also be drying out my mouth, but…

SA Winemaker Profile: Tom Shobbrook

“The best secret to keeping wine cool on the go? Airplane sick bags.” Tom Shobbrook is full of these little kernels of WTF knowledge; one has the impression the if he wasn’t a busy winemaker, he could be Australia’s Mike Rowe. His property invokes the idea of reclusive professor in a wild college town. Having…

RAW NYC – A Celebration of Soil

The RAW Wine fair, the world’s largest assembly of natural and low-intervention wine makers, is first and foremost a gathering of friends. RAW is not one of the massive Grand Tastings like Wine Spectator’s annual fete – where wealthy point-system devoted collectors assemble to try all the industry’s big names – or like the typical…

Does “Vintage” Really Matter (Especially for a 20-something?)

The term “old wine” used to mean something. When someone opened up a so-called classic vintage of Bordeaux or came up from their cellars with twenty-year old Burgundy, there was a magic in the air that everyone at a table could feel. To drink a truly old wine was to take a step back into…

Grey Skies and Gamay

  Look, I have no qualms about throwing on the gay scarf and pulling my socks over my pants to keep my ankles warm. I live for winter. Warm weather albarinos and rosés are wonderful things, but nothing touches the sensory joys of drinking a cold weather wine when the temperature is equal with my…

“Will Orange Wine Kill Me?”

You thought this post was a joke, but seriously I get asked this question all the time. (By “all the time” I mean the one time I excitedly told all of my coworkers about my first Jura wine and was ostracized for the rest of the day.) Due to the prevalence of urine-colored chardonnays in…

Il Brut and The Beast

It’s the day after my annual Love Actually screening and I am rightly feeling like I’ve had the shit kicked out of me by love (not literally obviously, my boyfriend is a human teddy bear.) Despite the backlash that came out in droves last year during the film’s ten year anniversary, I fucking adore this movie. I…