A Nebbiolo By Any Other Name

Would Taste Just As Delicious! Nebbiolo grows in areas all around Piemonte, sometimes going by its local name, spanna.  It is also cultivated in Piemonte’s neighboring region to the east, Lombardia.  Valtellina is a… Continue reading

On Keeping a Notebook

Why did I write it down? In order to remember, of course, but exactly what was it I wanted to remember? How much of it actually happened? Did any of it? Why do… Continue reading

A Crab Mousse Mold for Nora

So sad to hear about Nora Ephron‘s passing.  I really enjoyed her writing, some of her movies, and mostly just her.  We were good friends- you know,  in my imaginary world.  I think… Continue reading

I am Me, and You are You.

“I am me, and you are you”. That’s what reads on a shirt my dry cleaner made for his dad. I tell you, little bits of wisdom all over these Greenpoint streets! The… Continue reading

Adam’s Beef With Burgundy

Today, a real treat- a post by a favorite friend, Adam Robertson. Adam is wise to the world of wine as he has been working and playing in the industry for a good… Continue reading

The End of the World

What comes to mind when you think of Portugal? I always think of this bag that I used to have.  It was a sturdy knit material with wooden handles and covered with figures… Continue reading

The Whole Kebab

I’ve got to start off here with full disclosure on all of the lovely things I am about to say about Mahzen Grill, a Turkish restaurant that a friend of mine recently opened in… Continue reading


Just a little something I wrote for one of my favorite blogs, written by two of my favorite people- Sister Disco!  A sort of  glimmer of some of the rosés that I am… Continue reading

What’s Good?

Dear You, Hello! What’s up? This weekend I’ve been chilling upstate with my mom and Albany’s tulips that bloomed a good few weeks too early. They are lovely, nonetheless. We worked on this… Continue reading


Because it is a sometimes misty April and the tulips are in bloom- strong reds and yellows and blues- subtle in their design, absent of scent.  And if you’re tulip-loving me, and living… Continue reading

Not Your Grandmother’s Wine

Well, it actually is. Or my grandmother’s, at least. The wine being Brachetto d’Aqui DOCG. Brachetto is a grape that has been grown in the clayey marly soil of northwest Italy Piemonte, specifically… Continue reading

Subterranean Style

Whenever I think of cellars, Edgar Allen Poe’s morbid tale, The Cask of Amontillado, comes to mind. You know, the one where Montresor buries Fortunato alive in a pocket of his palazzo catacombs.… Continue reading

Au Naturel

Have you heard of nature deficit disorder?  Usually mentioned in relation to kids these days growing up with a lack of dirt-digging and tree-climbing…it’s a real thing, or so the docs say. Consider me… Continue reading

Brown Bag that Bottle

Comes a time when the blind man takes your hand and says: don’t you see? Got to make it somehow on the dreams you still believe. Don’t give it up; you’ve got an… Continue reading

Money Ain’t A Thang

Wine will get you through times of no money better than money will get you through times of no wine. -Hippies It doesn’t matter if you make a bagillion dollars or play the… Continue reading