Jean Jacques Litaud Domaine des Vielles Pierres, 2012 “vieilles vignes,” or “old vines” (Pouilly-Fuissé) by B.D. Fischer In John Guare’s great play Six Degrees of Separation Stockard Channing says that “everybody on this planet is separated by only six other people.
Drink, Memory: 2010 Freemark Abbey Cabernet Sauvignon by B.D Fischer, ThreeStrangeThings.com Wine is inextricably bound up with memory. This is partially because wine itself is memory—terroir is nothing but the circumstances of creation, like your parents’ blind date a dozen years before
by B.D Fischer, ThreeStrangeThings.com Wine isn’t like a book, or a movie, or an album. Actually it’s like all these things, but not in this sense: It’s nearly incoherent to proclaim a wine of the year. The reasons, I hope, are
Oh, Central New York. I wanted to like this $18 wine more than I can say. I spent six years in CNY, including many a fall afternoon on the shores of the Finger Lakes, throwing Frisbees in stinging needle rain
by B.D. Fischer What to drink this summer? Like most serious wine guys, I poo poo “red in winter, white summer” to the exact same extent that I poo poo “red with beef, white with fish.” Like most things, it
by B.D. Fischer Admit it: When is the last time you had a satisfying, affordable Cabernet from, say, Chile? For me, it’s been just over three years; I happen to remember a particular bottle I purchased for $9 in Chattanooga,