Wines of Germany will be launching their very own TasteLive.com events page, and to celebrate they will be kicking it off with a redux of the on-line live tasting that we’d originally scheduled for the end of October.
I’ll be your blogger co-host for the on-line tasting, which will take place at 8PM ET / 5PM PT on December 3rd. This event is gonna be good – both upstate New York’s House of Bacchus and Manhattan’s Roger Smith Hotel will be hosting tweet ups for the event, and the wines are all kick-ass Rieslings from four of Germany’s premier Riesling-producing regions.
These wines all do a great job of representing their place of origin and how the terroir of those areas impact the final flavors of the wine produced there (they’re probably the next best thing to being there yourself):
Selbach-Oster, Riesling, Kabinett, Mosel, 2007/2008
Leitz, Riesling, "Eins Zwei Dry," Rheingau, 2008
Dönnhoff, Riesling, Nahe, 2008
Darting, Riesling, Durkheimer Nonnengarten, Kabinett, Pfalz, 2008
Join me on Dec 3rd, get the word out, and don’t forget to RSVP at TasteLive.com.
Technically, I wasn’t fired, I was laid off. Also, it won’t happen for another 14 months. And I wanted to get laid off so that I could collect a really nice severance package and take a sabbatical for a few months after it was all over, de-stress, and pursue the wine angle full-time for a little bit.
The strange part about it is that if I’d agreed to relocate I would still have a very lucrative job at the same company – but after 13+ years, I’ve basically had enough of that high-stress corporate environment (making a very long story very short).
Don’t get me wrong, I’m having some doubts. Did I do the right thing? Is the economy gonna pick back up? Can I make any real money doing this wine stuff?
You know, the standard stuff: Man doesn’t like shore; Man leaves shore; Man loses sight of shore; Man practically pees himself for losing sight of the shore.
So, let’s just agree that the title was a total bait-and-switch deal and move on, ok?
As odd as it sounds, this was an occasion to celebrate, cholesterol numbers be damned. So we celebrated at Dude Central, to the tune of six bottles of wine (we did not finish them), all of them from the sample pool with the exception of the first wine (which was one from the personal stash).
At this point you probably (and understandably) care more about what we drank than about my future, so let’s get cracking…
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As my twitter friends are already (painfully) aware, I’ve been sick for the better part of two weeks. What began as a bout with either a bad cold or a mild flu became a full-on assault from a (very) nasty case of bronchitis. Fever, coughing, meds, antibiotics, and definitely no wine.
It was suggested to me by a few folks via twitter that I should write about the experience of my forced abstinence. Initially I was hesitant, because no one wants to read about somebody hacking up brown goo, getting no sleep, and taking various meds – well, maybe only medical students, and they’re sure to find more interesting (read: more virulent, nasty and violent) cases than mine.
I promise no references to sticky brown lung goo. Or does that last sentence count?
Anyway… truth be told, I needed the break from booze, because I’ve been doing too much wine drinking and not enough wine tasting, and that was seriously messing with my cholesterol numbers. But little did I know that my 12 days of forced abstinence would involve codeine, glam-metal icons KISS, and actual gratitude towards my illness.
I am serious about the gratitude. And about KISS. And the Humpty Dance. This will all make sense in a minute or two… or maybe not, I dunno, I was pretty hopped up on some codeine meds.
So, here it is, because you asked for it – my pseudo-diary from “The 12 Days of Abstinence!”…
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