November 15, 2016 by PWM



$5.95 btl. / $60.00 cs.

    Warning: this editorial is for our female patrons only!*** Ladies, have you noticed there is a pseudo religion surrounding the selection and consumption of wine, a product that should be intrinsically more akin to groceries than art? A strange way of thinking that seeks to narrow the discussion by eliminating whole styles and countries full of wine so that direct (sports / warlike) comparisons can be made, always trying to quantify the impossibly diverse with scores and classifications then dictate absurd rituals be performed before the sacrament is consumed? What up wit ‘dat???  

     Like most of Western Civilization, this is part of a grand conspiracy propagated by a gang of rich, white (primarily British), mostly dead MEN!!!! And they mostly look and act more like Benny Hill meets Rumpole of the Bailiwick than, say, Pierce Brosnan. This cult was then popularized in America by an Attorney from D.C. and a cigar huckster who hangs out with Rush Limbaugh. So what does this have to do with you and your girlfriends wanting to know what wine to drink while having some pasta and watching "Great Performances on PBS"? NADA, ZIP, ZERO, NOTHING!!!!!!! And, since 70% of all wine is purchased at retail by women anyway, WHY DO YOU STAND FOR THIS???    

     Furthermore, since Mr. Testosterone over there seems to think that bottle of Domaine Ink Cabernet with Rutherford Dust he read about in the Wine Expectorator (99/100 but undrinkable for ten to twenty years, if ever) is the only solution to every wine question, we're depending on YOU to bring home something interesting, food-friendly and reasonably priced to change his channel. Then, having lulled him into lowering his defenses, you can ask him trick questions like whether your hips look bigger in your blue dress or your red slacks and whether he really thinks your roommate / sister / boss is sexy and watch him jump through hoops like a schizoid poodle while you enjoy a second glass of one of these amazing Cabernet Sauvignon. 

        Ever wonder what Big Hotsy Totsy California producers do with their fruit that doesn't make it into their $100 wines?  Well now you know.  A easy drinker that is as enjoyable with a Big Blackened Steak as it is with Licorice Gummy Bears!