Bianchi!
We all know it: Italian whites are different from French whites are different domestic whites.
Wine
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Past Wine
Stranger than Fiction
We know which wine tastings will sell out. The jaunts around Italy have their fan base; there’s no shortage of supporters of the wines of Southern France; the Willamette and the Napa Valleys each have their disciples, though admittedly there’s not much overlap there. This month, we thought it was time you’d tasted wines from places you’d written off.
Easy Breezy Summer Reds
Now that we finally have a few cloudbursts under our belts, it may actually be okay to start remembering red wine again, even though summer is by no means over.
It’s getting Chile out there.
While we all swelter here in desperate hopes of a few drops of rain, it’s winter elsewhere. Most notably in Chile, where this week’s wine tasting plants its feet.
Oaky Doaky
People seem to feel one way or another about a big oaky Chardonnay- some live for it, others dread it- but the fact of the matter is, oak is not an all-or-nothing proposition. This Saturday at 2:00, you can taste four Chardonnays from four different places, and each of them with a slightly different oak treatment.
Trust Your Importer, with Paul Rickert of Enotec
Paul Rickert has long been a buddy of Feast’s. As a brand manager at one of our distributors for years, we’ve always admired his palate and his wine knowledge, as well as his charm, but when he partnered up with one of our long-time favorite importers of Italian wine, Enotec, the whole was greater than the sum of its parts.
Summer wines!
Say what you will about the clouds and impending thunderstorms; it’s still hot, and now, at least by Tucson standards, it’s muggy as well. If that doesn’t call for clean, crisp wine, we don’t know what does.
Tour de France
Since this Saturday’s wine tasting falls squarely on Bastille Day, what better way to celebrate our French friends’ independence than to pour French wine all day?
Red, white and rosé can you see?
By now you know about Kevin's penchant for making me cringe at the names he gives his wine tastings. This week it's one that he keeps in his back pocket to upset me each Independence day weekend.
Pick up a Picpoul
If you've been coming here for any length of time, you likely already know of Kevin's fondness for Picpoul, a grape not everyone knows about that makes its home in the southwest corner of France.