Archive for December, 2013
So, Mr. SipSwoosh, on a business trip to DC, fancies a glass of fizz in his hotel.
He updates his Facebook page saying the barman couldn’t open the bottle, so now he’s called the sushi chef.
“Send for the wife with her sword!” quips a friend. For I can now open a bottle of Champagne with a sabre. (more…)
It’s late morning on a grey, overcast day and there’s a solitary man sitting between a row of vines near the Hungarian town of Tokaj.
He’s checking every grape and picking only those with the right amount of desiccation and “noble” rot, (botrytis cinerea).
It’s a lengthy, painstaking job that can take weeks of passing up and down the vineyard for those perfect grapes – or aszú berries, as they become known (and first mentioned in the 16th century). (more…)