Cupcake Chardonnay

2009
Central Coast
California

Okay. This is my favorite "new" Chardonnay. It reminds me very much of Kendall-Jackson's Grand Reserve Chardonnay. Creamy vanilla spice and wonderful minerality - my favorite. This was excellent. It is recommended with crab cakes and/or french bread and cheese. I can't wait to try it with crab cakes and salmon. I think it will be an awesome pairing.

BIG taste, LOW price.


You didn't ask for this
Nobody ever would
Caught in the middle of this dysfunction
It's your sad reality
It's your messed up family tree
And all your left with all these questions

Are you gonna be like your father was and his father was?
Do you have to carry what they've handed down?
No, this is not your legacy
This is not your destiny
Yesterday does not define you
No, this is not your legacy
This is not your meant to be

I can break the chains that bind you
I have a dream for you
It's better than where you've been
It's bigger than your imagination
You're gonna find real love
And you're gonna hold your kids
You'll change the course of generations

Matthew West, FAMILY TREE

8.25 out of 10
13.5% alc. by vol.
$11/750 ml. bottle

Bear Boat Pinot Noir

2006
Russian River Valley
Arroyo Grande, CA

First, before I post, I just have to say how sad I am at the shootings in Tucson, Arizona. As the mother of a 9-year old girl, I am especially devastated at the death of 9-year old Christina Taylor Green. Christina was involved in her school's student council and was at the grocery store to meet Representative Gabby Gifford because she was interested in learning more about politics. Christina was born on 9-11-01 and was considered to be a "child of hope". I sit here and ponder deeply at the irony.

Christmas Day dinner was accompanied by Bear Boat. We thoroughly enjoyed it. Another Pinot Noir breakthrough. It was red and black berries meet herbs and a bit of spicy black pepper on the finish. Very good.

I sit immersed in Mel Torme singing "The Christmas Song" on my Pandora with my cranberry votives glowing and feeling melancholy for my favorite time of year which comes only once a year and fills me with joy and anticipation and then leaves me lonely and sad and nostalgic EVERY time. So I continue the carols, and let the Christmas decorations linger and continue baking and reflecting. My children and husband don't mind and reinforce my behavior because when I suggest taking the tree down I am met with fierce objection. I smile to myself and feel I am keeping a wonderful secret as all my neighbors, and even my retro town's Main Street, remove all traces of December 25th.

A few days ago I drove home from work the long way. I went through a quaint little town that gets a bad rap (unfairly) for being filled with inbred dingbats. Their town green was illuminated with at least (20) gorgeous evergreens lining both streets, each filled with the old-fashioned large colored bulbs. All streets were lined with old fashioned lanterns, each adorned with simple but elegant wreaths hanging under look-alike gas lit lamps. Tears came to my eyes and I felt like I was in a Norman Rockwell setting. It was awesome. That same night (mind you this is way past Christmas now) my friend gave me a boxwood wreath she'd made because she knew I admired hers.

And so the Christmas spirit and feeling lingers on in my life and I am thankful for it, even if it is a bit melancholy.



I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Till, ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime,
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn
The households born
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And in despair I bowed my head;
"There is no peace on earth," I said:
"For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!"

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead; nor doth he sleep!
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men!"

--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow--











8.0 out of 10
13.5% alc. by vol.
$17 / 750 ml. bottle

Four Vines Zinfandel

The Sophisticate
Paso Robles
2008
Sonoma County, CA

The first night we had this, which I believe was on Christmas Eve, I SO loved it that I couldn't stop commenting on it. My brother brought a couple of bottles along with many others. As we had only so many days and so many wines to try, we didn't get to the second bottle. He, very kindly, left the second unopened bottle with me upon his departure.

I kept it to have with a roast turkey on New Years Day. It just WASN"T the same - I HATE that!!!! I raved about the first bottle. Over the years I have found that red zins accompany turkey nicely so I couldn't wait to open the second bottle with our New Year's Day dinner. And it was good. It just wasn't as good as the first night. I don't know why. The food was different for sure. However, I had a glass prior to food BOTH times and the first time surpassed the second. Reason unknown.

Now, on New Years Day, I did open a bottle of Bogle's Phantom which we enjoyed while I was preparing dinner. I must say, The Sohpisticate then paled in comparison following in the footsteps of the smokey smooth flavors of Phantom. THAT said, I had another bottle of Phantom tonight that was just as disappointing the second time around as The Sophisticate was the second time around. Both Phantoms were the SAME vintage. I had both with no food at first. Totally perplexing!!!

As this review is for The Sophisticate I am going to go with my first impression with the first bottle. It was delicious. It was very smooth, with a lingering vanilla and oak finish.

You don't look at Daddy the way I look at Noah. You don't touch or laugh. You don't play. You don't know anything about love.

---character of Allie in The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks

8.25 out of 10
14.8% alc. by vol.
$20 / 750 ml. bottle