John Mariani
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I have drunk enough 80-degree (26.7 centigrade) red wines in overheated New York apartments and enough ice cold, headache-inducing whites to know how misguided people can be about wine temperatures.
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I was invited to a birthday party where each wine was followed by a greater, rarer, more expensive one, which eventually led to a single bottle of 1929 Chateau Mouton-Rothschild.
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Being the fifth largest wine grape and wine producing state in the U.S. might be worth boasting about, but Texas is not a state that takes fifth place lightly.
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Wine making is a romantic obsession -- a good selling point for an agricultural product marketed as seductive, sophisticated and highly cultured.
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More than 150 years before California had vineyards, settlers in Jamestown, Virginia were crushing grapes.
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While most of the northern hemisphere seems to be sweltering, it is worth considering the argument that red wines aren’t appropriate for hot weather drinking.
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Has the term “Super Tuscan” become as fatuous as “vintage of the century” and “100 Point Rating”? Has too much of a good thing cheapened the category?
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It takes 13 pounds of fresh potatoes to make one bottle of Woody Creek vodka, says Mark Kleckner, a former Washington, D.C.-based mergers and acquisitions expert in the defense industry.
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While perusing the 1,800-selection wine list at New York’s Aureole restaurant, my wife nudged me at about number 785 and said, “Pssst. I’m still here.”
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They are the color of gold but not at all rare; They are inexpensive yet hard to find on a wine list. Yet they are among the most versatile white wines, not least with dishes that contain a good dose of spice.
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With growth in global wine sales waning, Spanish wine makers have introduced better quality and more attractive pricing to woo customers.
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Ask people to name a rye whiskey label, and they’ll probably squint and mumble, “Uh, Canadian Club?” (Which is a blended whiskey, not a rye, according to the U.S. Standards of Identity.)
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Not long ago sommeliers fell into two stereotypes: the overbearing yet aloof Frenchman, and the overly effusive American uttering “killer cabernet” and “awesome viognier.”













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