World saved

from "blush" wines. 

(Filched from the Food Section)

Where to even begin

with this now that it's finally broken through into "real" media? How many others were on the same trips and "reporting" for other holier-than-thou outlets? And this whole look-the-other-way approach to freelancers never fails to amaze me.

Nothing better

than a bad review.

Grazie, Zibibbo.

And no one said

a thing to me about it.

A man

after my own liver. 

Polls

you can believe in.

Things could be one hell of a lot worse

At least I'm not in the wine lottery. 

An LOL

that keeps on giving.

We are all

Frenchies now. 

(Filched from Josh.)

Enough with the kitchen

On to the wine cellar now that the O'Doul's fool is gone. 

But you can buy

a big silly machine to make your own wine.

What goes with

chanterelle jus?

Tuscan candidates

Brunello: "When young, unstable; when older, unreliable." Sounds like the guy everyone wanted to have a beer with eight years ago. 

Holy

shit. When I first started writing for a newspaper as a sophomore in high school, I could never have imagined this. Great name for a wine shop: The Fifth Estate.

For once

the finger isn't pointing at us. Alcopops? Very American to sue the supermarket, though. 

I'll have

what he's been having. 

Good

one. And another.

I think readers were looking

for Kristol relief. 

(Gleaned from table scraps)

Too bad

we live in a backwater and can't buy Target's boxed finest. 

I think we've misunderestimated

Russia. We wouldn't be able to afford to eat there.