The Right Consultant for the Job

There is a place my mother and I often lunched called The Charleston Tea Room. Joe says places where you eat little sandwiches with the crusts removed are for “ladies only,” and is convinced that upon entering the door, tea rooms have magical properties that will surely shrink his testicles to the size of raisins. So on Saturdays, when I was in the mood for apricot tea and pumpkin bread with cream cheese sandwiches, I […]

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Building Your Wine Tasting Memory

On Monday nights, Joe goes bowling. Strange for a guy who thinks football season is year ’round. But when he gets home he’s only the slightest bit hungry, so usually we just have a few snacks with our wine. Our Monday nights typically go like this. Joe: “Let’s open a bottle of wine.” Amy: “What wine would you like?” Joe: “Something red and tasty.” Which in Joespeak is usually Syrah. This particular Monday, Joe comes […]

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Yellow House Bed and Breakfast – Salado, Texas

Need a get-away for an all-girls weekend? How about a peaceful retreat from the frenetic pace of the city? Either can be yours at the delightful Yellow House Bed & Breakfast in Salado, Texas! Less than an hour north of Austin, two hours South of Dallas, and three hours from Houston, the Yellow House Bed and Breakfast is delightfully different from the lace-doilied lodging lampooned by IFC’s Portlandia. Cathy and Brian Harris have created a […]

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The Perfect Wine…

Would you drink the perfect wine if it meant you could never drink another wine afterwards? That was the questioned posed by one wine writer on twitter. Another writer asked, by whose definition? “It would be a wine all essentially accepted as perfect. Not a wine based in reality,” said the first writer, “but a hypothetical perfection.” I argued there is no such thing as a universally agreed upon ‘perfect’ wine, and that one could […]

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Jessup Cellars & Butterfly Restaurant: A Winning Combination

A beautiful view, incredible food and great company. Add wine and lively conversation, and you’ve got a winner. We found one when Butterfly Restaurant’s Chef Rob Lam served up some fabulous dishes to pair with Jessup Cellars wines from Napa Valley. Last week I traveled to San Francisco, California to attend the Zinfandel Advocates and Producers annual Zinfandel Festival, and meet with the brains and brawn behind Creative Furnace to help plan an exciting conference […]

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I Just Wasn’t Ready for This

I knew she was sick. I knew she had a heart condition and something weird going on with her thyroid. And more recently diabetes. Did she change her eating habits? No. Did she change her exercise habits? No. Did she change her exposure to the stress of supporting an adult child who lives a Dom Perignon lifestyle on a Mountain Dew wallet? No, she did not. She was not following her real doctor’s orders when […]

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Dodd-Frank, Obama & China’s Wine Speculators

Gas prices have not doubled under the Obama Administration. Folks who continue to repeat this myth, including my dear brother, are simply wrong. Then why does this “untruth” keep getting repeated? Because the proponents of this urban legend are providing selective data to their audience. What? Cherry-picking facts? Comparing apples to oranges?  No, they say, my news source wouldn’t lie to me! Especially not so close to an election of Epic Importance! Well wake up […]

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Money, Guns and Workers: The True Meaning of Labor Day

After six days of wine tasting and pairing in Portland and Carlton, Oregon, we headed on a walking tour of the city and landed at Powell’s City of Books. Since Joe and I are secretly book nerds (we used to go on dates in Houston’s West Alabama Bookstore) we spent about three hours there. It clearly was not enough time to see the whole thing — but with only one full day to discover the […]

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A Symphony of Artistry: Cornerstone Oregon Pinot Noir

I am sitting at my kitchen table looking out the window after a rainstorm. The blinds are half-mast, so I cannot see the gray sky. My view is just of the yard to the top of our wood fence and is filled with bright green framed by the slats of the fence, some still wet and some drying, so they remind me of weathered wine barrels. All I can hear is the plop, plop, plop […]

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