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You can’t spell “Amarone” without “moan”: on 18 bottles at the 2016 VIWF

I don't know what my point is. Amarone is great before sex? In lieu of it? During, as a suggested pairing that I'd secretly sneak into some conservative wine magazine one day? Maybe, if your sex consists of dark chocolate, Careless Whisper, and a comfy mattress. Which, let's be real: Amarone is basically a liquid version of such. The northeastern Italian wine, a style of Valpolicella, is famed for producing sumptuous Corvina-based wines from dried grapes. My tasting notes usually consist of some kind of full texture, a handful of dried fruit, some level of chocolate, a variety of spices, and present structure that never tears the mouth apart. I'm tasting (almost) all of them at the Vancouver International Wine Festival (like I did...

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2015 ends and 2016 trends

I'm a bit late to this #bye2015hello2016 stuff! Anyways, I've said it way too many times than you care to read: I'm not big on New Year's resolutions. But this is the first year where reflecting and looking forward to the next year has felt the least forced. Despite my abrupt and perhaps ephemeral positivity, I won't be superimposing any fortune cookie pieces of advice onto filtered landscapes anytime soon - March seems to be my I-fucking-hate-everything downfall month anyway, so we'll see how much my outlook relapses. At the beginning of 2015, I made the tongue-in-cheek resolution to be a bit more selfish: to not to be guilt-ridden about having a balanced serving of things that make me happy and to give less of a shit about what...

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“Il Veneto In Un Bicchiere”

A late post from December 30, 2014. I'm the worst. Even in the winter, I shave my head every four days. I'm used to the brisk air and I sort of enjoy it, but there's the unfortunate coincidence when Shave Day collides with a wine event, because that means I have to be judicious with how much I moisturize my head. The first rule of any wine event is to skip the cologne or perfume entirely - and I don't wear cologne anyways - but sometimes I secretly break that rule, all in the name of male pattern baldness. Why are there no slow-motion hair commercials for guys like me with Natasha Bedingfield's Unwritten playing in the background? Thankfully, the wines of the Veneto are...

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WSET Diploma – Unit 3 – Week 10: Piemonte and Veneto

Back to reality. It seems like everyone around me is getting post-holiday ailments but I'm doing my best to survive. The holidays were fun but thankfully, they're never really over-the-top for me (besides last year's Soave incident). I swatted all New Year's Eve plans out of my view in favour for cooking myself a meal, drinking a bottle of wine, and sleeping at around midnight: and you'd think that would end up totally bumming me out, but I had a satisfying sleep as the planet fully rotated into 2015, and I woke up at a decent hour to do some wine reading. I'm riveting. I know. No hangover: that was a thing, though! I'm not the biggest fan of New Year's resolutions, mostly because...

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