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…

SA Winemaker Profile: Wayne Ahrens

Have you ever stuck your hand into warm, sweaty garbage? I’m not taking about putting your hand in a trash can stuck in the sun. I’m talking about going full hog into a New York City black bag mountain in the middle of July. Have you ever felt hundreds of decomposing fruit peels and half-eaten…

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…

Live That Müller-Thurgau Life

“Müller-Thurgau” isn’t a name that inspires a lot of confidence. It sounds like the last name of a German politician or a fancy dog breed Jane Lynch might train in Best in Show. Hunty doesn’t get a lot of attention because most wine advocates in the United States are still busy hustling Müller-Thurgau’s mamma, Riesling (M-T…

Review: Vina Bodega Matias i Torres “Las Machuqueras”

I’ve been reading a lot of Patrick Modiano lately. There’s something about his writing style – those staccato bursts of observation that immediately acclimates you to the narrator’s location – that refuses to let me escape his worlds. In his book After the Circus, he spends what most would feel is an excessively long amount of time describing…

Shout Out to Sancerre

It’s movie-selling time in the south of France this week, meaning that the creme de la creme (and actual festering pile of dung, Woody Allen) are all going to be sipping rosé on the beach, while we simple folk enjoy turbulent pre-summer weather and potential Zika virus infection. Très charmant! Thankfully, this means more hidden…

Finger Lakes – The Promised Land Part 2

With Dead 7 behind me, I can finally resurrect (get it?) this blog and finish discussing the joys of The Finger Lakes before you all go out and stock up on rosé for the season. In our last installment, I discussed the fantastic wineries surrounding Keuka Lake. One winery I did not mention – for…

Wild Horses: Tasting the Reserve Wines of Wolffer Estate

When I first moved to New York, I assumed – based on knowledge gleamed from Gossip Girl and The Great Gatsby, natch – that eventually someone would invite me to a polo match in the Hamptons. Isn’t that how rich people in the Northeast got their kicks? I have a general disinterest in 90% of domesticated animals (not…

The Queen of Barolo – A Tasting with Chiara Boschis

“I want to address the ladies in the room for a moment.” Chiara said, quietly interrupting Tim Farrell, Brooklyn Wine Exchange’s head buyer, as he was discussing the sediment in the bottom of our glasses. “This sediment, it is pure antioxidant!” She mimed rubbing the sediment all over face. “I go to my dermatologist as…

50 States Project: Idaho

Growing up, I knew Idaho for three things: The parts of My Own Private Idaho that actually take place in Idaho. The state where Napoleon Dynamite lives (more specifically, Preston, Idaho, more specifically YO TINA) Potatoes I spent a short period of my childhood in Washington State and for reasons legitimate or not, Idaho got…