A Top 100 Nightcap

Posted on Nov 23, 2013 by Luke Sykora

Cocktail Recipes from Wine & Spirits’ Top 100 After Party

Champagne, ribolla, Volnay, Walla Walla syrah, Howell Mountain zin, Tokaji…by the end of this year’s Top 100 tasting in San Francisco, the last thing anyone needed was another glass of wine. So we headed to the nearby W Hotel, where we had reserved its modish second-floor bar for our after party.

Erik Tennyson behind the bar at the W Hotel
Erik Tennyson behind the bar at the W Hotel

Wine & Spirits’ new West Coast tasting coordinator, Erik Tennyson, was behind that bar. He’d been working for days on some cocktails worthy of the discerning crowd. A few spirit producers also chipped into the cause: Anchor Distilling, Charbay and Domaine Select Wine Estates donated bottles of Braulio Alpino Amaro, Hirsch Small Batch Reserve Bourbon, Hophead Vodka, Junipero Gin, Tequila Tapatio and Luxardo Aperitivo.

Luxardo Spritz
Luxardo Spritz

That . . . Continue reading →

Leave a comment

Tenth Anniversary of the Top 100 Tasting

Posted on Oct 11, 2013 by Joshua Greene

If you’re going to San Francisco…

You can meet a slew of world-renowned winemakers on Tuesday at our Top 100 event, a benefit for San Francisco Baykeeper.

Here’s a list of just some of the Top 100 winemakers attending the event, all of them pouring their top-rated wines in Wine & Spirits.

Yves Cuilleron, Les Vins de Vienne
Yves Cuilleron, Les Vins de Vienne
Traveling from France, Yves Cuilleron of the Rhône’s Les Vins de Vienne and Didier Depond, who runs Champagne Delamotte, will be there.

Valter Fissore, Elvio Cogno
Valter Fissore, Elvio Cogno
Valter Fissore is in from Barolo, where he grows and makes the Elvio Cogno wines; Martin Foradori Hofstätter joins us from J. Hofstätter in Alto Adige.

 . . . Continue reading →

Leave a comment

Zombie Body Parts Discovered in NY Recording Studio

Posted on Jun 21, 2012 by Joshua Greene

The dead arm fallen off some Halloween zombie costume last seen in the Adelaide Hills turned up in an accountant’s document case at Providence, a recording studio in Manhattan’s midtown west.

The black case was traveling with Chester Osborn, the golden-locked impresario of McLaren Vale, who stopped in New York City recently to celebrate one hundred years of survival at d’Arenberg. Hauled along by Kath, Osborn’s equally blond other half, the document case included other not-quite-alive denizens: green plastic lizards, red velvet hermit crabs, a pixie’s hat, a galvo garage sized for a hamster and his kin.

Osborn, who has made his living and his name on an ever-expanding portfolio of wines with fantastical names, was using the occasion to unveil . . . Continue reading →

Leave a comment

Everyone loves a good hologram

Posted on Dec 7, 2011 by CordMedina

On Wednesday, December 7th, chef de cave Richard Geoffroy made a global declaration of the 2003 vintage for the house of Dom Pérignon. As hokey and embellished as the event promised to be (Geoffroy was to appear live via hologram in major cities worldwide), the geek factor was high, and I was almost as eager for the thrill of the spectacle as I was for a taste of the wine. (Come on, we’ve all gone to movies just to ogle the special effects…)

Winemaker Richard Geoffroy
Winemaker Richard Geoffroy

It’s a bold move to declare the 2003 vintage. We all remember the canicule – the scorching heat of the season — and some might recall the troublesome frosts in April that made the chardonnay crop scarce. Geoffroy, it appears, was up for a challenge.

He explained that he hadn . . . Continue reading →

1 Comment

Rocawear d’Asti

Posted on Dec 5, 2011 by Joshua Greene

The blond woman with the ringlet curls was behind the front desk at Relais San Maurizio when I came down in the morning to ask about a running trail. The hotel, perched at the top of a ridge with precipitous vineyard slopes on three sides, was accessible only by a switchback road from one direction, and a narrow lane from another. With the sporadic immediacy of the morning traffic, neither route seemed like a safe place to clear my head.

The gentleman behind her suggested the road was the place to run, and that it was not a problem. The woman conferred with him in hushed Italian and then asked if I would mind running in the vineyard. Is there a path? There is a road, she said. Just right here, pointing out beyond the old monastery . . . Continue reading →

Leave a comment