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At the Corner of Delicious & Faulty



I am feeling the need for brevity. Or perhaps, I am lazy. Instead of waxing on and on about the rest of my time at The Symposium for Professional Wine Writers – which I was just about to do – I will wrap it up in a pretty little bow. A bow made of pictures. And not so many words. Which is seriously ridiculous considering I am covering a wine WRITERS symposium. But let us move right along, lest we muck up the brevity.

hall of famers

Lunch in the Vintners Hall of Fame at CIA Greystone. So many barrels, so little time. I must say the meals (and wine, of course) at this conference probably beat most any other gathering of professionals in the country. Except for possibly a James Beard function. Or a dinner party at Thomas Keller’s house. Or the holiday party for any Batali-Bastianich outpost.

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Wine Faults 101 with UC Davis’ Mark Krasnow. Luckily the plastic lids were firmly in place for most of this master class. Once removed, the aromas of a winemaker’s worst nightmares ran free. Brett and cork taint, oh my. Fault City, USA. If your next wine smells distinctly like either Band-Aid or horse stall, it has been “contaminated” with a yeast called brettanomyces. I say “contaminated” because some people like having that aroma present in the wine. And those some people are not just of the Burgundian persuasion, but me. Yes. I surprisingly found myself nose deep into the glass of “barnyard” brett not wanting to pull away. And yet- sort of disgusted. But intrigued. Like a car wreck. A car wreck of yeasts.

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With faults still hanging in the air, Napa winemaker Michael Howell (Cain Vineyard), rushed into the room to our rescue (I had been hypnotized by the brett) and promptly blasted on the AC to a cellar temperature of 55 degrees. He said he needed to get the room back to neutral and since he was more comfortable in those arctic temperatures (I am officially a Californian now) and because we had non-faulted wines to focus on, by all means. This master class was a crash course in Bordeaux varietals. Michael brought along samples of each varietal Cain grows from its 2005 vintage. Those would be cabernet sauvignon, cabernet franc, merlot, malbec and petit verdot. We then tasted the wine those varietals were blended to create, the Cain 5. Really good wine. And I have to confess I had a special goosebump moment while tasting and smelling the malbec. Man. I’ve never ever considered myself a malbec fan, but jeeze. I could have remained there in that frigid room all day with that glass in my hand.

light box

Just so you know, the Rudd Center for Professional Wine Studies is a thing of beauty. It is every wine geek’s fantasy building full of laboratory styled tasting rooms and classrooms. Every station had a spitting/rinsing sink, completely white counter surfaces (to better see the color of the wine) and my personal favorite gadget- the light box. The photo above is of the merlot on the left and the malbec on the right. The color and clarity difference is very easy to see.

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The symposium ended with an invitation to a fun event: the kick-off tasting for Premier Napa by Napa Valley Vintners. There were two rooms. One full of Napa chardonnay  and the other cabernet sauvignon. Not my two most favorite varietals in the world, but an interesting opportunity. The mission: vertical blind taste dozens of producers. Meaning, us tasters knew only the vintage (’06-’08 for chardonnay and ‘05-’07 for cabernet) and the varietal, not the winemakers. With pen and paper in hand I went down the line, one by one. Needless to say I got bored after the 10th chard. And even more restless after the 5th cabernet. Until, stomach rumbling for a Taylor’s Refresher burger, I just gave up and asked for the cheat sheet of producers. I have to admit that one of the chardonnays I actually liked was…the 2007 Cakebread chardonnay. Cakebread! Chardonnay! Malbec! What has become of me…

premier crowd

Well, if I have become anything after those 4 days in Napa, I hope it is more knowledgeable. I know I definitely left with more friends as well as admiration and respect for my fellow wine writers. It’s not the best paying gig around or the most stable, but it sure is fun.

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Getting Schooled



Day 2 of the Wine Writer’s Symposium began in the kitchens of the Culinary Institute of America at Greystone. Young students and future chefs sported their whites and tall toques and prepped for the day’s dishes, which I would later learn would become our lunch. Us wine folk ate our breakfast (and tried not to get in the way) and geared up for a full day of panels, master classes and writing exercises.

chopping block

mire poix

busy bees

First up, “What Wine Writers Need To Know about Winemaking” with Napa vintner and author Jeff Morgan. This proved to be a very interesting discussion in winemaking practices with a few lively debates. Including the somewhat hush hush practice of watering back wine. Jeff attests that many (read all) winemakers in Napa, are lowering the alcohol levels of their wine by adding water to the pre-fermentation juice. The warm temperatures on the West coast create really ripe fruit which means more sugars at harvest in turn creating a higher alcohol percentage.  Jeff believes this is happening more often than you think or than is ever spoken of and stands by watering back as a necessary tool (and by no means a marker of a bad winemaker or lesser wine.)

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The Fog Clears



I awoke much too early for sunlight this past Tuesday and sleepily slumped into my car for the drive to Napa. I prepared myself for the long stretch of I-5 that awaited me. Some tunes, water, snacks and my excitement for a week with some of America’s finest wine writers and professionals. Passing through the flat lands north of Los Angeles and a sea of clustered cattle and their oppressive stench, I pressed my foot to the pedal with heaviness. Living on the edge of limits of speed, the wind collided with the seams of my little Cabrio creating a kind of loud, whistling air cocoon. I increased the volume of my radio to deafening proportions and carried on along the monotony of asphalt with dozens of new trucker travel companions. 6 hours later, through lingering fog and foggy eyes, I began to see the light. The light of the Napa Valley.

morning fog

little friends

Charming towns. Idyllic, even. Signs for Zinfandel Lane and Vintage Road. Perfectly manicured lawns, landscapes and cookie cutter shops on main streets. Palatial tasting rooms and large iron-gated wineries complete with fountains. Mondavi, Cakebread, Stag’s Leap, Opus 1, Krug, Terlato. Success, money and luxury seem to be the words screaming from the sides of Highway 29. Not like the type of wine country I am used to. But as I continue on past Napa and Yountville towards St Helena and Calistoga, the beauty of the land is shouting as well. The vineyards are almost too perfect. Even in winter.

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mustard blooms

Endless patches of wild mustard blossoms fill in the gaps between the bare vines- a bumble bee flitting by alongside my car. The land seemed to echo my notions of Napa and its wine. A little too manicured and softened; a missing puzzle piece of substance and soul. But, what did I really know? I haven’t had the opportunity to drink much of Napa’s finest. This week, however, would change all of that…

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I began to write this in response to Day 1 of the Wine Writer Symposium. Frances Mayes, author of Under the Tuscan Sun, was our keynote speaker. She is a charming and eloquent Georgia lady with an intense love of Italy. A fellow Southerner with inexplicable ties to Italia. She spoke to us on that day about writing with a sense of place, something she does so terribly well in her novels. I thought I would begin my series of posts from this fabulous week with that in mind.

Coming up: Tasting Notes 101 with Eric Asimov of the NY Times, Crash Course in Wine Faults (and I thought the cows on I-5 were bad), a trip to the Culinary Institute of America and the chardonnay/cabernet sauvignon vertical blind tasting of Premier Napa.

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The Napa Shuffle



Hey there folks. This Brunello is heading to Napa! Starting tomorrow I will be attending the 2010 Symposium for Professional Wine Writers at Meadowood Napa. Professional. I am super excited for 4 days chock full of tastings, vineyard visits, trips to the Culinary Institute, writing workshops and panel discussions. I will have plenty of fun stuff to post about. Until then, I give you some Italian flora to brighten your Monday.

pretty in pink

Private residence, Civita di Bagnoregio

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Sweetness



Yes, Valentine’s Day is upon us. The hearts, the greeting cards, everything coming up roses, pink and other shades of flesh and blood. Do I sound cynical and jaded? Nah. Just single. But seriously, I really don’t mind this somewhat saccharin day. If anything, it is an excuse to eat copious amounts of chocolate. And let people know you love them (or don’t love them at all and would NOT like to be their Valentine.) 3rd grade traumas seem to be arising. I think I shall take this moment to look back at some of my favorite sweet Italian things this year. It helps balance the “bitter.”
fragola

Uva Fragola= Strawberry Grape. A wild Italian grape that mysteriously tastes like fresh strawberry. I need these in my life. Why do they not grow in America?

limoncello

Limoncello. In the words of the wise Clune McClune, “It’s like a musical instrument, but you can drink it.” Wise, indeed. It is thick and lemony and sweet. I like it chilled over ice. Just delicious.

moscato candy

Moscato grapes dried on the vine for sweet moscato passito wine. Peach-candied burnt orange-tangerine raisin candy. I could have spent the whole day in the vineyard with a lawn chair, a book and my arm within reach of a cluster.

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The Blind Leading the Blind



Fail. A big fat F. That is the grade I would have received on my blind tasting exam. If that exam took place in my friend Rachel’s living room this afternoon. Luckily for me, it does not actually occur until March. In Vegas. Where, if I screw up, I can drown my sorrows in whisky and blackjack.

paper bagging it

But, let us remain positive, shall we? OK- down to the nitty. The blind tasting: one of the more daunting tasks in the Court of Master Sommelier certified sommelier exam. 15 minutes will be given to taste a red wine and a white wine and correctly identify the grape varietal, the country of origin and the vintage. Yeah…not hard at all.  When will I ever need to be able to do that in “real life” situations? Probably never. But, by training the olfactory senses in this intense way, it better enables us wine folk to inevitably understand value in a wine, regional and varietal identity, styles of winemaking, etc.

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The Court is comprised of some nice people who have had to take this very same exam at some point in the early stages of their careers. Therefore, they kindly email us test-takers the exact format of the tasting exam ahead of time. They have also devised a Deductive Tasting method to help us out and break down each element of a wine into a clue to its grape and origin. There are 3 main categories:  sight, nose and palate. Thoroughly examine each element of those categories one by one to then deduce what the wine could be (and what it definitely can’t be). Here is a simple breakdown of the deductive method and how what you see, smell and taste translate to a clue about what the wine in the glass could be.

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Meet My New Friend: Mr. Roaster



randy roaster

I had a palate-awakening experience today. It involved thousands of single origin coffee beans and their smooth-talking boyfriend the San Franciscan Roaster. Let us begin at the quasi beginning- I’ve never been much of a coffee drinker. I’m not one that needs caffeine or desires it, really. My 10 thousand mile a minute brain tends to agree more with chamomile and chai. Soooothing things. But, as a “beverage professional” (yes, I just said that), coffee is something I need to know more about. I leaped at the opportunity to attend a “cupping” (again, yes, I just said that) with some dear friends that are opening a fantastic coffee shop. Nestled among a nondescript stretch of Culver City warehouse landscape, there is a nondescript building secretly housing rooms filled with fresh roasted steam and some of the best beans around.

really steamy

steamy

mister roasty

goody bags

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Sunday Sip: Ice Cider



This Sunday, I’m putting a little Vermont in my Los Angeles. It very well could be snowing there so, I will just take the fermented beverages and dairy products and keep my LA sunshine, thank you.

picnic

Veronica Pedraza of the amazing  Jasper Hill Farm in Vermont happens to be a friend of my dear friend Rachel.  Veronica sent her a lovely package of cheese and some Eden Ice Cider. Rachel, being the generous woman that she is, shared those gifts with us. Also, she knew that if she didn’t, we would be come to her house at a midnight hour and run swiftly away with the goods.  So we “agreed” upon the following equation- a park + sunny afternoon + a handful of smiling friends + the cheese and cider. The sum:  a bunch of happy bellies.

friends

bottle

corkage

label-age

This is an ice cider, not an ice wine. So, we’re talking apples, not grapes.  I was super excited to give this a try as I had never had an ice cider before. The husband and wife team at Eden make this cider with a blend of 5 different heirloom apples. The fruit is harvested when it is ripe and it is then held in cold storage until frost-like temperatures arrive in Vermont. The apples are pressed and the juice is left outside in the cold to freeze for 6 to 8 weeks. Water is separated and the remaining apple concentrate  is fermented. And there is no added sugar! The result is a crisp, clean and bright apple flavor with just enough natural sweetness to keep glass to lip. Delicious and a pleasure to drink. Everyone loved it.

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The Nose Workout


herbalicious

As you possibly already know, I am studying for my certified sommelier exam conducted by The Court of Master Sommeliers. One of the components of the exam is a blind tasting of 2 wines. The Court, being ever so thoughtful, has devised a deductive tasting method that I first learned about last year at the Intro exam. It’s essentially  an easy way to break down information into clues about what a wine is based only on sight, smell and taste.  Before I get into tasting grids, viscosity, clarity, faults, new oak- I want to start at the beginning. I need to remind my nose of what black pepper smells like, chocolate, vanilla, the subtleties of different citrus fruits. All of these things matter in the world of blind tasting and identification. They are clues.

A Master Sommelier gave me some good advice; just start smelling stuff. Smell the flowers at the farmer’s market, pick up produce at the grocery store, dig around in your kitchen cabinets. Smell, smell and smell some more. Train the nose to understand that you are smelling coconut and sawdust as opposed to vanilla and cocoa.  The latter being a telltale sign of French oak and the former of American oak. French oak= Old World. American oak= New World (for the most part.) I’ve seen some really super expensive “aroma kits” that are like a smell encyclopedia come to life. However awesome they may be, I can’t drop $400 on some vials of liquid. Therefore, I must do as my Master says… dig around in the kitchen.

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pantry raid

Berries, herbs, tea, vanilla, black pepper. Fun times. I might next be seen around the Los Angeles neighborhood of Silverlake foraging for wild herbs, picking grass samples and possibly smelling dirt. Don’t be alarmed.

Stay tuned for the next installment of the “Master series.” I am going to break down the tasting grid and then get to the fun stuff. Blind tasting. I am putting not only myself to the test, but my friends as well.

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Foodbuzz 24, 24, 24: 3 Square Brunch



Every month, Foodbuzz.com chooses 24 bloggers from their Featured Publisher network (see that ad in the right column of the screen?) to cook/prepare drinks/organize an event and write a blog post about it in 24 hours on the 24th day of the month. I decided to submit a proposal and I was one of the lucky 24 chosen. What was that proposal, you ask? Brunch. Not only brunch- possibly the best category of meal- but, brunch 2 ways; a traditional version and its modern twist counterpart. Along with two of my dearest friends and business partners, Joy and Rachel, we set out to make 3 courses with 2 versions of each course both paired with drinks. So…3 square(d) brunch.

menu

After a week of rain, every. single. day. in Los Angeles (writing that sentence is even difficult), I woke up to hear birds chirping and to see- wait, what was that?- oh right… sunshine. Hallelujah. I don’t know about you, but a gorgeous day on a weekend screams eggs, toast, crispy pork products and a slight afternoon buzz. With a gaggle of friends and nothing but time, I think you’ve got yourself one perfect brunch. And by one perfect brunch, I mean this one.

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cocotte

For the classics, we decided to tackle potato latke with smoked salmon, french eggs en cocotte and doughnuts. The fun task was deciding how to reinvent these dishes and what “brunch” beverages would best complement all of them side by side.

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