On my second day at Vinitaly, I was going to be travelling solo. When I had originally booked my plane ticket, the thought of being caught in this situation had been nothing less than horrifying. (I’d been once before (another story entirely) and knew how intense this event was.) But when this day arrived, I … Continue reading Vinitaly 2010: Day 2. Getti alcune monete Euro nella macchina e speri a Dio la porta si apre. (Throw some Euro coins in the machine and hope to God the gate opens.)
Tag: Italian-Culture
Vinitaly 2010: Day 1. Come Telepass: tutte le porte sono aperte per ti. (Like Telepass: all gates are open for you.)
Aaahhhh, it was so easy. I got to ride with my friend, Roberto, to Veronafiere and! he got me in for free. On the way in he asked “Do you like sparkling wines?” My response, “Well my favorite is Franciacorta. I enjoy Prosecco, a few other Italian sparklers, and of course Cava from Spain. Just … Continue reading Vinitaly 2010: Day 1. Come Telepass: tutte le porte sono aperte per ti. (Like Telepass: all gates are open for you.)
Valtellina
Notes from my visits on December 21, 2009. It all started with an email from my very good friend and fellow oenophile, Will, early last year. “Have you ever heard of this place, or had these wines? The Sforzato wines of Valtellina, from dried Nebbiolo grapes grown in the shadow of the Alps, retain the brightness of … Continue reading Valtellina
My Contemplation of the Italian Driving Concept
Last December I visited Italy for the fifth time. Every time I go I rent a car (except for my first trip), and thus subject myself to the driving culture of Italy. To me, driving in Italy is kind of like getting on a roller coaster that I know will scare me to death every time, but … Continue reading My Contemplation of the Italian Driving Concept
More about Why, and How…
January 2010 My friend Roberto, an honest-to-God sommelier from Milano (he’s got the cup and everything) recently asked me to send him all of my wine tasting notes with name of wine, vintage, and personal score from my recent trip to northern Italy. My first thought was, “You’re crazy. Why would you want my notes? And how can … Continue reading More about Why, and How…
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