Ok… so… in my latest piece for MyNameIsBarbera.com, I compare Ruchè to Deadpool.
I know… it’s not Barbera (but it is from the land of Barbera, and many a Barbera producer also offer excellent Ruchè wines)… and, well… yeah, Deadpool. It’s so crazy that it just might work, right?
Look, Deadpool is quirky, unique, and not for everyone, though it’s a character that’s a damn sight more popular than anyone would’ve given credit for becoming. Ruchè is, IMHO, unique in nearly the same way (and this isn’t a totally random opinion, as I happen to know a thing or two about Ruchè, mi compadres).
Either that, or, as Deadpool would say, “you have failed me, brain!!!”
Anyway, head on over to MyNameIsBarbera.com for all of the madness.
RUCHÈ: A HERO TO LOVE (AND DRINK)
Just in case you’re not quite totally sick of me yet, my latest feature for Palate Press was recently published, with the focus (words and photos) on the unsung red grape variety of Piedmont: Ruchè (I traveled the area last year as a media guest).
Actually, it’s more correct to state that my article (one of two at Palate Press that highlight Ruchè) focuses on the people behind the resurgence of that once-all-but-lost grape variety.
Bricco views of Ruchè country. I get this kind of stuff all of the time. Yet another reason to hate me!
And a colorful cast of characters those people are; not surprising, I suppose, given the nature and the story of the variety itself. The Palate Press feature profiles the main vintners behind four of the driving Ruchè forces in the region: Crivelli, Ferraris, Pierfrancesco Gatto, and Garrone.
So… go over and read it, already!