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“Italian investment of time and resources in importing wine to China will ultimately turn out to be a big mistake. The Chinese will eventua...

[ Imagine a scenario where Italian wine exporters, winemakers and their agents make their twice (or thrice) yearly pilgrimage to China in s...

Reporting from Black Rock City, August 31, 2036... T his is Leia Rippley; I am now 85. And as they say, 85 is the new 30, thanks to nan...

O h, how we’ve aggrandized wine to a beatific eminence. It is the alpha, the omega. It is sexy. It is alluring. It is dangerous. And it’s ...

A ll across Italy there is an army of souls standing over fermenting tanks, hoses running everywhere, with the ubiquitous sweet-sour scent...

A nother week, this time in my native place. As a native Angeleno ( and Californiano ), the circumstance of my birth was preceded by the d...

I t’s 4:00 AM and I’m staring at the ceiling in bed, eyes wide open. And I’m thinking about wine. Wine, wine, wine. It wasn’t supposed to be...

I ’ve been in Italy for three weeks now. It has been more than 40 years that I have spent this much time in Italy in one, uninterrupted pe...

From the Navel-gazing Observatory on the Italian wine trail R ecently, I peered into the petite armoire of a colleague in wine who pass...

A story inspired by real-life events... W hat would you do if, all of a sudden, you couldn’t drink wine? If the forces of destiny didn’t a...

L est you think this will be the obligatory paean to all things Sicilian, after these last days spent on the island, many things are simme...

The scene is an urban setting somewhere in the Western half of the United States. A wine waiter is working a large party of folks who are ...

♫ Just take everything down to Highway 61 ♫ Maybe it’s the little 60’s marathon I am running in my head, but lately it seems like we are ...

from the "one of these things is not like the other" dept. “I need you to go have lunch at you know where,” the salesman left me...

W as I in Paris? Palermo? Havana? Walking along a dark street on my way to a dinner appointment I was reminded of the day that had just unfo...

A nother year has come and vanished. Another harvest. And the new oil is now here. New oil, showing us the promise of the harvest in its sha...

Fragments of dreams, thoughts, imaginings…. “W hat do you expect of me?” Voices were raised. I could hear from behind the closed door, but...

A vertical of Brunello and a slab of meat or a delicate glass of champagne and a beautiful woman – which would you choose? It’s Monday, day ...

Excuse me while I go a little deep into the Italian heart of darkness with this one. I’m sure most of you all are tired of the panoply of ap...