ALIVE

I just want to let everyone know I am alive and working on getting rid of the shakes.  I have a long list of great wines and stories to share.  Keep your eyes open.

Bill

EYEtalian

It was a lazy Sunday and I was looking for some action in the wine closet.  The spicy meatball that caught my sights was a 2004 Brunello Di Montalcino by Citille Di Sopra.  I had yet to reach down the road of rigatoni with this type of wine, so I did what I had set out to do; uncork it and take it down.  With the age, I decided to decant and let the wine open up to give it the old gondola try.  I had a taste when I opened it and it was pure hell at the boot tip of Italy.  It was a spicy, nasty, old rotting mozzarella wrapped in grape leaves.  With the initial defeat I wanted to upchuck wobbly, but I came back to Rome and waited for the decanter to do its magic.  After some time I went back for round two and with this attempt I became a gladiator about to paint the Sistine Chapel.  The remarkable flavors ran wild and it proved to be a great wine after the initial poison taste I thought I was taking.  What I learned from this bottle is that sometimes you have to slow down and enjoy the experience because if you rush into it you may miss that the sculpture you have been looking at has both male and female parts.

Until the end of the next bottle....

Bill

Wine Weekend Part 2

Day two brought sunny skies and a wide range of flavors both liquid and game.  When the bounty was collected the consumption began.  The menu consisted of Seared Ahi Tuna and eggplant bruscetta for starters, followed by fresh halibut from Point Loma.  The first taste on our journey down liquid highway was a recommendation from Rasta Man Mikel from San Diego Wine Co.  This hairy bean bag thought a 2007 Guarachi Cabernet from Napa would be comparable to the Caymus....that man spent too much time living with the Kebbler Elves.  The flavor was not as smooth and did not posses the greatness of its competition.  The content level was the only thing that went above Caymus standing in at 15.2%, making it a great start to the evening.  Needless to say we crushed that bottle to make our way to the next one, Red Wine from Orin Swift called The Prisoner.  The 15.2% content and smooth flavors had me chained to the wall like the time at Madame Molly's house of Pleasure with a leather mask, nipple clamps and hot wax.  This bottle was awesome and "swiftly" took top honors for the day (thanks for the memories).  After having my butt smacked by a studded paddle we needed something to bring us back to reality.  Trefethen 2006 Cabernet was just the wine to calm our blood.  The flavors seemed great and the content was soso complementing the other choices.  This being said I have no remembering of the last wine and I would love to give it a fair chance in the future. 

to be continued....

Bill

Wine Weekend part 1

I am about to fill you in on a little action that happened on this long ass weekend with the 'rents.  There was so much action so there will be several steps on the road to recovery.  I could have to fill a bathtub with the amount of wine consumed, but that would be a waste of taste and weird for my parents to see me in a bathtub.  So I'm going to give you some of the weekend selections we dabbled in... try not to wet yourselves.  Thursday was touchdown day for the 'rents an we did not waste time.  We hit Greystone in the gaslamp for the welcome dinner.  The  food was great, but the booze was the cooze.  The bash brothers of Silver Oak and Caymus escorted us to dinner like two porn stars on our arms(one male, one female to cover all sides).  The Caymus fluffed us up on some very strong content with an amazingly smooth feel.  The finish of every sip was better than the last making me turn Japanese.  For documentation purposes Caymus 2007, 15% of pure destruction; smashed and mixed in Nappa.  As if that wasn't enough we hollowed the Oak with purpose.  It was a nice Silver Oak 2004 giving us a sensual back rub after our down and dirty Caymus sesh.  The Oak was on the dry side with a good bite on the finish making my mouth glued to the glass forcing me to have wine vision.  This was an awesome start to a great weekend ahead.

to be continued..........

Bill

ROOSKI

I went sailing down the red river with my woolie hat and saber tooth tiger fang necklace.  There was no need for a life preserver because the river was booze.  Merriam Vineyards 2005 Merlot was the choice.  This was one of the finer Merlots that I have had to date.  The flavors were well balanced and I was able to feel the fruit.  The 14.2% action made for high seas and blurred vision, perfect conditions for the Russian River.  I have yet to go to Russia, but if the country was as good as this wine with the word Russia on it then I'm in.  For the mean time I will just dress how I think Russians dress and drink in their honor.

The beat goes on my friends and for this selection I went tone def.  The action on this Santa Ema Cabernet Sauvignon 2006 was something to be put in jail next to the pedophiles.  I chose this one thinking the Chile meant cool but I was wrong.  The flavor profile was something the the Welch's grape juice girl could have put together.  I think that this wine needed to stay on the shelf until it became legal age.   If you happen to have this wine or get it as a present save it until your two bottle deep so you don't have the disappointment I had.

Until the end of the next bottle...

Bill

Hidden Cellars

Let me tell you about a little story called School Night Sessions.  The head liner of this story Hidden Cellars 2006 from Mendocino County.  It's a tail of a tall, dark, rich, loooooong legged minx and its mysterious dance of the empty bottle.  The dance that I thought I was familiar with until now.  The liquid to lips action was something to be desired.  The fruit flavor ran through my body ruining my shirt with lactation.  I was unable to control my intake.  I am a (zin)FAN(del) but don't let me put a roman war helmet on you, the little content of 14.5% made sure I was going to lose the feeling in my knee caps.