Looking Back and Looking Ahead: WBC ’09

When Joe first said he wanted to start a blog about wine and food, I’ll have to admit I was a little skeptical. Sure, he is a great cook, and was studying with the International Sommelier Guild. But I remember saying to him, “What makes you think anyone cares to read what you have to say about food and wine?” And Joe said something about how Anthony Bourdain’s “No Reservations” success started by his writing […]

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Fourth of July Wine Deal Ends in 4 Days!

July 4th Deal on Twisted Oak *%#&@! ends Saturday… For those of you who have not heard, we love Twisted Oaks wines. Not only is the owner a former computer geek with a penchant for pirates and a strange fascination with rubber chickens, he sells some damned fine wine. And since I’m tired of Joe buying rounds for the house of this stuff at $45 a bottle at the local JSC-area watering hole, I talked […]

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If Wishes Were Horses.

This morning, even before I opened my eyes, I had a line from a song I listened to yesterday running through my head. The line was “If wishes were horses, I’d have a ranch” and it was off of Lucinda Williams’ “Little Honey” album. The song is about how she wishes she had not hurt someone and desperately wants another chance, however all I could remember was that one line. Laying in bed I went […]

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A Twisted Deal for AWB Readers!

We might sometimes appear to be pimping for Twisted Oak wines, but we’re not. We are, in fact, members of The Twisted Few, and receive regular shipments (that we pay for) from the winery. We also buy cases from time to time so we can pass on the Twisted goodness to our friends. And we implore local establishments to serve Twisted Oak wines so we don’t have to drink it home alone. All that said, […]

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Father’s Day Treasures…

Father’s Day was always a favorite holiday because my Dad appeared to be thrilled with any gift he received. “Fancy!” he’d say. And he saved everything. I mean everything. Called them his “treasures.” He’d keep them in boxes, in dressers, in desks. One entire room in the house was devoted to his “treasures.” One year I got him a solid milk chocolate bar in the shape of D-A-D. And he didn’t eat it. Not that […]

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