...from the Hog Heaven Hotwire T he good Doctor in Austinopoli wants pictures? My amigo in Napa loves pork? Well have at it boys. An afterno...

I s not about Sangiovese on a hilltop town called Montalcino. To face the struggle for Italian wine in Tuscany, one needs to go west and wor...

From the archives December 8, 2006 Last night a coyote was spotted in the neighborhood. Several e-mails were in my in box about it. One sug...

From the archives October 7, 2007 The picture above is a favorite of mine. It hangs in my bedroom. Shot by James Evans, who lives out west i...

There was something about those red legged lubber grasshoppers that leaped across our paths as we hiked across the desert in those days last...

One might think from reading these posts that it might be Pantelleria or Salina, Elba or Ischia, but in my heart, my favorite island is land...

“Hey Alf,” says Lew, “Where are you? We want to go get some Eye-talian food and we haven’t seen you all week? Are you still in Italy?” “Hey...

Yeah, I’m still out, but this remote posting to show off one of my favorite wine buyers vintage electic Guitars. Harris Polakof , whom I ha...

Folks, we all know there is more to life than blogging. I am taking a week off. I need a break from all this connectedness. Just a week. I’l...

This night was a memorable one on many levels. I know Sausage Paul doesn’t like me to do too many of these blog posts, and I will curtail th...