Rynn: Fun With Guns at Work
Just a bit of work randomness…
My co-worker, one of the company’s brilliant scientists and also the corporate gun master stopped by my fishbowl this morning to inquire about something that most people will never get propositioned for at work. He asked, “ so..do you want to take the handgun certification test? How about right now.” My response? “Sure.” So I did. I passed. Now I can own a handgun.
The handgun certificate will go quite well with my hunting license.
Rynn’s Take: California has other wine regions other than Napa?
So Jen is NOW a convert to wine’s produced in Central California now (where’s Handel’s Hallelujah Chorus when you need it?) and she wants the world to know (FYI: that last phrase should have a sing-song interior monologue thing going)…. Wanna know how long it took her to be converted?
Five years too long… *shakes head*
and why is that?
BECAUSE SHE WOULDN’T GET HER IN VINO VERITAS LOVING BUTT TO CENTRAL CALIFORNIA!!!
For five friggin’ years, I begged, pleaded, cajoled, and entreated her, “come meet me in Cambria, Santa Barbara, Edna Valley, Paso Robles…We’ll sniff, slurp, swill, and guzzle til Bacchus is sick, Dionysus is jealous, and we can turn water into wine. We shall delve in to the hedonistic pleasures of wine with the sheer bravado of culinary whores…we shall make it an epicurious orgy for our mouths!!!
Her response: Uuhhhh…..I don’t really have the time.
My interpretation of her response: Getting plastered on a wine trip in Central Cali with you is not my priority.
Now regardless of which response was correct, if your friend ever says, “lets have a once-in-a-lifetime trip doing XYZ that is super out of our daily doldrum normal routine that masquerades as life,” your response should always be, “lemme get a couple a pairs of underwear, my toothbrush, tooth paste, and some deodorant. Will you be ready to leave in 5 minutes?”
When I think of those five years lost to, “I don’t really have the time,” I have to choke back the tears that threaten to be shed …for Jen of course. OH THE LOST TIME!!! THE UNSAMPLED VINTAGES! THE SHEER SCANDAL!!
The situation of her infuriating ignorance of Central Cali’s wine region was more than unfortunate– it was travesty (especially when you consider that while most women save for a $1k Prada handbag, she instead saves for a $1k purchase of VINO!). Think of the small, non-distributed labels that could have benefited from her patronage (and one glass/3 tastings and I’m plastered) ways.
Thank GOD Jen saw the light…and to think that was only because our random last minute flight to Vegas baby YEAH! got canceled. Don’t tell her but I was happy- I wanted to get drunk in Cambria (not Vegas baby YEAH!) that weekend. Though she choses not to remember this, I had suggested going to Cambria that weekend LOOOONG before she had a martini after work on Friday, saw an incredible once in a lifetime price for two to fly to Vegas, and bought two tickets to the land of a thousand Elvis’. Sure, I said yes to Vegas, but then I live by the, “lemme grab my ESSENTIALS. Will you be ready in 5 minutos,” rule. Seriously, I have a travel bag packed. ALWAYS. Just to be fair, it also doubles as an “I live in Earthquake Capitol USA, be prepared,” bag. But seriously… What true earthquake emergency bags have Bath and Body Works Glitter hair product in them?
But anyway, back to vino… I got my Cambrian wish…Jen got to experience Central Cali’s finest wines…and we both got great wines (Dunning Vineyards Cab Franc was my personal fave).
Also, I think Jen was drunk when she wrote her post because we went to Cambria BEFORE she went to Santa Barbara.
And I’m spent.
Jenn: A taste of the Amish country
Upon my learning of Ohio’s wine producing capabilities, I made it my mission to seek out such wines to see how they ranked in my tasting experience.
Not only was I fortunate enough to go tasting at an Ohio State winery, but I went tasting at a winery in Amish country! Two firsts for me!!
Now, after having an Alexander Valley Silver Oak the evening before, I can honestly say that the wines of Breitenbach Vineyards do NOT measure up to that standard; however, if one is a newbie to the wine world, these wines may be very appropriate to the palate. The first word that leaps to mind is SWEET!! That syrupy sweet quality that one typically finds in Rieslings or even dessert wines such as muscatos, that is the quality of these vintages.
Now, having said that…they are quite tasty. With upwards of 30 flavors to choose from, they do make a delightful digestif after a decadent meal. From Black Raspberry to Rhubarb, Dandelion to Spiced Apple, there is a flavor to satiate all cravings. However, I would say don’t expect to taste anything related to wine in many of these…it is definitely heavy on the fruit…almost like a fruit-juice beverage.
In the end, I found it a very successful journey. Not only was I exposed to the intriguing world of Ohio state wine, but I was able to taste in an environment where the primary mode of transportation is a horse and buggy (and YES I got to ride in one!) J
Jenn: Where is “wine country”?
So due to flight delays this week leaving the bay area, I had the ‘great pleasure’ of spending over 5 hours at Denver airport. So while I meandered around trying to find ways to make time pass, I came across some brochures heard towards visitors of Colorado. To my amazement, there was a whole brochure geared towards wine country in Colorado! I have known for quite some time that most states in the union have some wine growing capabilities, but I never expected Colorado to have enough vineyards to constitute a “Wine Country” map!
My final destination of this trip was Columbus, Ohio. Still making camp in this all American city, I was told yesterday by a fellow wine lover I recently made acquaintance with, that Ohio not only is a wine producing state, but he thought they were the 5th largest in it’s production. Skeptical, I had to verify this information…and the information given to me was inaccurate. Rather, Ohio is the 3rd largest wine producing state after California and New York!! According to epicurious.com, there was a period during the 1800’s when Ohio was the largest wine producer in the nation, but due to vine diseases and prohibition the industry’s growth was greatly impeded. Today, most of Ohio’s vineyards are planted around Lake Erie in the northeast section of the state.
I have not yet experienced wines from these regions, but once I do (because now I feel I must seek these out) I will certainly be sure to pass this information along J
And…as a wine lover that has always dreamed of living on my very own vineyard, perhaps I should further consider a move to the mile high state…perhaps wine country property is a bit less expensive than in Napa!!
Jenn: Merciful God
So Saturday was the big day! The big day to see whether or not we have a gracious and compassionate God or one that is spiteful and full of vengeance. This was the day that I was allowed to drink wine to test whether or not I had developed an allergy to it…and the result…God is Oh SO Good!!!
Dining over at Zitune’s Moroccan Restaurant in Downtown Los Altos, I ate with my fellow cohort Rynn and her boyfriend (also a self-proclaimed foodie). I started my night of decadence out with a glass of Veuve-Clicquot…you really can’t go wrong here for the price (can be found for around $40-50 a bottle). An elegant and crisp champagne, this was a perfect way to start off my evening.
Now, even though I was allowed to give in to my wine craving, I had to yield on many other food options for the night. However, do not fear, Zitune’s pleasant servers and gracious owner and hostess, catered to my every whim and need. First serving me a home made soup that was both gluten and dairy free, with flavors of saffron, turmeric complimenting the lentils and chickpeas that warmed my insides on that cold night. Thereafter, the owner and chef, created for me a wonderful striped bass that oozed with wonderful herbs and was complimented by a lovely bed of spinach.
But now you ask…well what did you have to drink? I shall tell you…
I brought a bottle from my collection. Upon my travels to Napa one day with my sister, our driver introduced us to this small family owned winery – Reynolds Family. I brought one of their reserve cabernets which, upon opening had a nose of delicious plum, strawberry and black cherry. With very little hint of alcohol or spice in my palate…this cab was ALL FRUIT! Fantastic! It wasn’t overpowering despite it’s boldness with the food. And for my friends, which enjoyed a lamb shank and a lavender duck breast, this wine seemed to enhance their dining experience as well.
Our post meal beverage was a gunpowder tea unlike anything I have ever had in any other restaurant. Typically served there as part of their dessert menu, we asked them not to add the honey they typically do and the result was a tea that was so fresh, that our food settled beautifully and it capped off the end of our decadent dining experience.
But that’s not all…
To really put my “allergy” to the test, we ventured back home to open up a bottle of Coppola Zinfandel. Now, typically, I don’t enjoy Coppola wines so much, but this was a bold but not too jammy zinfandel that I certainly helped top off at the end of the nightJ
So you may wonder what the result was? Well, upon my doctor’s instructions, I waited for 3 days to see if I had any affects from my night of decadence, and to my delight…wine is as safe as water! So drink up!
Cheers!
Rynn: Workness
Workness
What is the definition of this definition. For me, and since it’s my word, workness is when work as a condition surpasses work and ventures in to the realm of sadism. Today was a workness day. So bad not even drink could cure it. But I rejoice! For I have now seen that it is now Saturday and that horrible miser of a work day has now been murdered by time!!! MWAHHAHAHA!!! Such joy! Such elation! That horrible lil’ bugger is dead….and there is a man in a colonial costume playing the ukelele and singing about beer to my right…
And that is a most welcome thing indeed. Makes me glad that tomorrow is another day and sometimes that tomorrow brings you ukelele playing colonial costumed men.
Weirdness…. I LOVE IT!
RYNN: Absinthe!!!
I’s a-gots my St. George Spirits Absinthe Verte!!! Woo-woo! A venerable product of the good USA and even better, the Bay Area, I am quite happy to have this lovely bottle in my greedy green fairy digits. The label sports a grinning monkey holding what appears to be a femur bone and a cow bell; his mouth is wide-open as if some fast moving artist captured the little beast in the middle of shouting, “you know what this song needs? MORE COWBELL!”
Kudos and a happy hour helping of Ernest Hemingway’s “Death in the Afternoon” to all the staff at St. George Spirits- especially to Lance Winters, the master distiller who tinkered and toiled for 11 years to perfect his absinthe verte. Note: Absinthe was illegal to produce in the US until this past year. That means that for eleven long years Mr. Winters experimented and each of those experiments, no matter how superb or sloppy, had to be dumped down the commode in order to comply with the US federales. Damn. That’s a lot of wasted absinthe!
Fun Fact: When St. George Spirits Absinthe Verte went on sale on Dec. 21, 2007, they became the only American company since 1912 to sell absinthe in the United States.
Rynn says: Vampire Goodness
Somethings in life are free….Like so bad it’s good vampire TV *aka Moonlight*….Unfortunately, though I can partake in Moonlight episodes lovingly Tivoed by my friend Ealasaid, our vices (being Round Table Pizza, Wicked Strawberry Blonde Ale) have associated costs. These costs, include $$$ and the uuber-geek glee that permeates is our beer buzz. But oh, the costs are worth the awesome company, fully bellies, bad vampire puns, and flavorful belches.
Jenn: Wine deprivation!!!
So at the moment, due to various food allergies, I have had to refrain from alcohol (YES that includes wine) for a week now and for the immediate foreseeable future. However, not drinking it doesn’t mean I can’t dream about it!
Once given the green light to reintroduce wine into my diet, I plan on popping open a bottle of Wilson’s Creek Almond Sparkling Wine for a breakfast/brunch tasting…(maybe even before work one day..shhhhhhhh!) I am definitely not typically a sweet wine person (I prefer brut champagnes typically) however, this had such a unique flavor to it, I have to pass along this unusual find!
Affordable and yet immensely flavorful, this sparkler would be paired well with almost any type of dessert from a chocolate torte to berries with crème. It holds well enough on its own, but the moment I tasted it I thought of brunch as the perfect opportunity to imbibe these bubbles! So my cohort and I have conjured up the perfect meal plan to have with Mr. Wilson…and yes, I am the type of person to plan a meal around my wine selectionJ
Note: All the foods I recommend will be gluten free unless mentioned otherwise as I am gluten intolerantJ
The menu for Wilson’s Creek Almond Sparkling Wine:
- Smoked Salmon (I am partial to Scottish Salmon…but only because I lived there! But do make sure to get one that has a lot of flavor to compliment the sweetness of the wine.)
- Sautéed asparagus with cracked pepper
- Fresh berry salad with blueberries, raspberries, strawberries and blackberries (You could even add lychees or grapefruit to this for some extra sweetness instead of any other crèmes or sugars.)
- Roasted fingerling potato salad with fresh herbs and lemon
- Brie topped with a fresh apricot preserve and brandy sauce
- Almonds of course!!!!
Cheers to having an excuse for a champagne brunch!!