Anyone who speaks more than one language will tell you the same thing.
Every time you encounter another bilingual interlocutor, a small but usually polite dance begins: which speaker has a better command of which language will determine what language you will use to converse.
Especially for young second language learners, it’s always a point of pride when the conversant allows the dialog to continue in a “destination” language.
Here’s what was revealed to me on my trip to Miami last week: Spanish, Italian, Portuguese, English, Neapolitan, Venetian… It doesn’t matter to Miamians as long as you like great food and wine!
Miami is a genuine linguistic paradise where no one seems to care where you came from or what language you speak. Restaurant and wine professionals are constantly switching between the many tongues spoken there.
As weird as this sounds, it made me feel like I was linguistically free. And I loved the whole vibe.
My last night in the city, my ride withs took me to eat at the swank and wonderful Portosole in Coral Gables where the food was fantastic and the banter was a medley of English, Italian, and Spanish with some Neapolitan thrown in for good measure.
Have to give a shoutout to sommelier Alfredo who share his last bottle of Ca’ del Bosco 2013 Dosaggio Zero with us. What a wine!
I also have to give a shoutout to Graziano’s Market in Coral Gables where we hosted a supplier meeting earlier in the day. This place is like a dream come true for me: a Cuban-focused menu in a casual, self-serve setting with a broad offering of Italian wines — from Borgogno to Emidio Pepe. Nebbiolo and croquetas de jamón? I’m in!
I also LOVED Macchialina in South Beach. Great pastas and a wine list with broad strokes that make bold statements.
Mosaico in Key Biscayne served me a super vitello tonnato.
And one last place not to miss was River Oyster Bar. Get the ceviche.
There are so many other places I didn’t get to check out. But I’m supposed to be headed back next month.
I can’t wait. Non vedo l’ora. No aguanto las ganas…
What a thrill for me to be asked to present a tasting of 13 of Valpolicella’s most iconic wineries in Houston!
It’s incredible to think how different the wine world when Wine Spectator was launched in 1976, the year of the Bicentennial, in San Diego. When east coast publisher
Days at Vinitaly, the annual Italian wine trade fair in Verona, can be so packed with meetings, impromptu and planned, that you don’t get the opportunity to taste all the wines you had hoped.
My pervagations also led me to the Abruzzo pavilion where Elena Nicodemi of the Nicodemi farm in Colline Teramane poured me her super Trebbiano d’Abruzzo.
Valentina Di Camillo of the Tenuta I Fauri has become a friend thanks to our shared interest in classical music. She is an accomplished and superbly talented concert pianist. She’s also an extraordinary winemaker.
Favorite restaurants are always a long-term commitment, kind of like a romantic relationship. Sometime the rapport is fiery and passion-driven. Sometimes the flame is diminished by the patina of time. But when you really love a restaurant, the rewards of your undying devotion can really pay off.
The grilled octopus was another standout at our lunch.
That’s the amuse bouche.
One of the things that we love the most about being “wine” people is checking in on new vintages from favorite producers that we have followed over time.
That’s Serena Gusmeri with me in the photo at Operawine week before last in Verona. She’s the winemaker behind Vecchie Terre di Montefili in Panzano in the heart of Chianti Classico.
As the young woman introduced him, her voice bubbled over with the joy of presenting one of her idols. 
Dateline Brescia.