Just when I was feeling down-in-the-dumps on the first day of the Vinitaly fair (after a wine writer friend of mine told me that I looked “terrible”), my good friend Adua Villa (above, left) and my new friend Alejandro Mazzo (right) lifted my spirits.
“Don’t be ridiculous!” they cried. “You look FABULOUS!”
They reminded me of that wonderful Italian spirit whereby sexiness comes from within.
Not only is she the sweetest lady, Adua is one of Italy’s leading wine writers and television personalities and a novelist to boot.
Alejandro is the man behind the brilliant “Men and Wine” Instagram (which may be a little too sexy for some readers; viewer discretion advised; not kidding).
Sitting next to someone who has 74k+ followers made me feel pretty sexy myself!
Sex was in the air at the annual meeting of contributors to Intravino, Italy’s sexiest wine blog.
Those are two of my clients and two of the winemakers I admire most, Stefano Cinelli Colombini (left) and Luca Ferraro (right).
Even Pietro Stara (center), one of the Italian wine writers I admire most, made me feel sexy.
Some of us bitch about Intravino’s click-on-me!-inspired content. But the lovely community of writers and winemakers that this blog brings together washes away any and all lamentations.
And yesterday ended with a sexy celebrity encounter when I had the fantastic opportunity to chat and taste with legendary Italian winemaker Giorgio Grai (left) and one of my best friends, Francesco Bonfio (right), who had graciously included me to be part of a seminar panel on native Collio grapes for Vinarius, the association of Italian wine shop owners.
Today is day 3 of my Vinitaly and the bags under my eyes are rivaled only by the blisters on my feet (from walking too much) and hoarse voice (from talking too much).
Wish me speed and wish me luck!
Alfonso, we miss you!
Above: Franco Biondi Santi
Super fun day yesterday at ViniVeri in Cerea where I tasted, caught up with lots of winemakers, and co-presented a Barbacarlo vertical with Sandro Sangiorgi, one of Italy’s leading tasters and one of the most revered intellectuals working in wine writing today (as Martin Short once said to me when I was playing guitar at a show-biz event in Hollywood, “no pressure, right?”).
In a lot of ways, Piedmontese cuisine is like the blues. The topoi and riffs are all the same. The art is in the mastery and soulfulness of delivery.
Thank you again, Oddero family! You are truly lovely! And thank you for these extraordinary wines you share with the world.
Above: Merle playing in Austin in 2012 (the second time Tracie P and I saw him live.
Ever since wine maven and merchant Jamie Wolff of Chambers St. Wines poured the 1996 not so long ago in Manhattan, Lino Maga’s Barbacarlo — the legendary monopole from Oltrepò Pavese — has been the toast of the New York wine scene cognoscenti.
Last year, I experienced a microaggression in New York when I visited my favorite lower Manhattan natural wine bar. When I asked the bartender about a Chardonnay by-the-glass, he was clearly annoyed and asked, “Do you like okay buttery Chardonnay? ‘Cause that’s what it tastes like.”
Narry a week goes by that I don’t receive an email from a winemaker or importer asking me advice about how to find representation in Texas.
I was thrilled when Mark Middlebrook (above, left), national sales manager for Italian wine importer
Posting in a hurry today because I’m super slammed with work.