Blog Advisory: Snarky sentiments, cribbed quotes, men in diapers and women wearing codpieces. I’m not my normal, happy-go-lucky, Pollyanna s...

The picture above is a favorite of mine. It hangs in my bedroom. Shot by James Evans, who lives out west in the Big Bend area of Texas. It i...

Blog Advisory: Strong language, graphic depictions and wanton women. There is no real reason to continue. I have fallen off the Italian wine...

Guest commentary by Beatrice Russo What is it about old people? IWG comes up to me other day and says, “Uh, you know you haven’t sent in a b...

Something that I’ve been thinking about since my trip to France last week. First, this proviso: France is one of the top countries in the wo...

I’m staring at a set in the wine section and this old man calls out to me. “How did I get here?” He’s trapped on a label of a Tuscan wine. H...

We were still a few days off from the beginning of harvest. Based in Bergerac for the remainder of the trip, it gave us a good jumping off p...

I’m asleep, dreaming about being trapped in a room full of snakes (triggered by a glass of absinthe?). In the distance, outside, in the dar...

Dale is doing his supertrooper thing, busy ganging up all the local sommelier talent for his latest venture. Ziff, meanwhile, has been ta...

Beatrice , Arthur and I will be taking some time off, convinced it is time to take some deep breaths of fresh air. When the ship returns, ...

At the Italian buffet today, Francesco had lots of good offerings. Andrea asked the server about the mushroom that was offered. "What i...