Good evening to you!
I hope your weekend went well and you aren’t trapped in a winter hellscape like I am with a 4 year old and a pug who needs to get his balls cut off so he calms the fuck down.
I guess we should start with a Sunday Scaries tune as tomorrow is the start of another hell week.
We’re moving in 3 weeks which is very exciting because then the boy and the dog can have a wee yard to blow off some steam. It isn’t too far from downtown and on the train line so my fear of suburbia is not too intense. We’ve moved about 15 minutes due west which will save about a half an hour in drive time to get out to the mountains due to traffic etc. I plan on building a pub in the basement with the bar I have on hand (thanks to booze exchange for obscure tipples) and the over 80 footy scarves I have which will be adorning the walls. Mrs. Cola will have a room that she will turn in to an office/art studio, basically a place for her too to escape from us. We’d sold my albatross of a condo what was vacant for 10 months due to a hellbeast of a neighboUr. This broad chased off the tenants of 4 years and also chased off potential tenants numerous times. My plan is once we move to mail her a glitter bomb. My former roommate who is no longer with us would approve as she hated that cow and used to send glitter bombs to all of her exes when they did her wrong. The real bitch of it is that we had this place sold but the buyers financing fell through so we are back to square one. At least the albatross condo sold.
Enough of the downers, let’s get to a dumb travel story. This next tune is how I leave now land and remember my travels.
In 2005 I was returning from living in Australia and a gang of us organized to meet up in Eastern Europe and do a tour for a month which would finish us up at Oktoberfest in Munich. If you’ve never been, it’s exactly as you think it is, drunk, dumb and fun.
I will get into Oktoberfest stories at another time. Slept in a stairwell!
Prior to Munich we were staying in a hostel in Vienna doing the usual drinking and being idiots. We had found out that Rapid Wien was playing one evening so we got day drunk and set off to the stadium. On the metro ride we felt like there weren’t nearly enough people on the train for a match but whatever. Once we got to the stop near the stadium we ducked in to another bar with a lovely beer garden and continued to drink.
Half an hour to game time and the streets are still not that busy and it struck us as quite odd. We went to the local store got some beers for the 20 minute walk to the stadium. On that walk we could clearly tell that something was amiss as there were no supporters or fans kicking around. We went to the wrong Vienna stadium. We are morons.
Wine time!
Last week we touched on the classifications of wines in Italy (DOCG, DOC, IGT), this week we will dig in to Super Tuscans!
We now know the rules with the 1st 2 classifications having to be where it is grown of it, how much and what varietal is grown. Where Super Tuscans throw everything off is that they break the old time Italian wine rules. All Super Tuscans are labelled IGT because they break the DOC rules for some reason or another. This would make you think that they are cheaper than DOC’s but you would be wrong in some cases.
Generally Super Tuscans refer to wines that blend Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot, Syrah, Petit Verdot and of course Sangiovese. The percentages vary but the reason that they do this is that some people find a straight Sangiovese a bit mealy, too acidic, too tannic. By blending it with the traditional French grapes it smooths out the rough edges that are associated with Sangiovese. Basically if your wine is good enough as an IGT then it can surpass both DOC’s and DOCG’s in price and prestige. Some wine makers want to make their wines with very few rules and if it’s good enough the classification doesn’t matter.
As an example we will use my FavoUrite Super Tuscan and that’s Tignanello. This bad boy was one of the first IGT wines as in 1971 they decide to say no to DOCG Chianti Classico classification and did their own thing. In my opinion this is the best wine produced in Italia , but that means nothing in the grand scheme of things. It’s better that Sassicaia (another Super Tuscan) and it is more moderately priced if you can get your hands on it.
So this week we have reinforced the DOCG, DOC, IGT classifications in that;
DOCG – We know everything in history about the vines
DOC – We know the neighboUrhood
IGT _ We know the region, and if the grapes are good enough they have no rules and don’t care.
Super Tuscans are classified as IGT’s because they blend a non Italian grape(s) and can be more prestigious and more expensive that DOCGs.
Next week, we will talk about Italian Mighty Whitey, not Fulham Or Lazio (IYKYK).
Lastly, a really good Aussie band’s new track.
[…] Super Tuscans are wines that are IGT but use non Italian varietals. Can be unreal, or could be table wine. […]
I went to bed at 4p Sunday (14 straight hours, interrupted only to piss and to let cats out), so just now reading. This is great stuff. I can vicariously travel through this series.
Me: I’d really rather stay one more night in the mountains, work from here, and drive back in the afternoon so we’re not fighting Sunday night traffic. Plus I don’t want to have to drive through the mountains in the snow at night.
/5.5 harrowing hours later….
Oh for fuck’s sake, it’s the My Pillow guy shilling his cheap crap on the show I’m watching. Asshole.
It’s like rain on your wedding day
Holy moly Drive My Car is long. Takes a lot of patience, but it’s enjoyable.
Would love to duct tape jjfozz to a chair and see how long he’d last before he broke through the tape.
We have so many fetishes in common. DM me!
Many Navy parties included some drunk guy getting wrestled to the floor and duct taped in an awkward position. It was quite gay, but the bubbleheads enjoyed it. I guess it kept them from actual buggery, so yay?
Btw, thank you for the wine lessons. I’m learning a lot!
If the NFL doesn’t schedule the Munich game during Oktoberfest they are idiots.
You are up early!
Yeah I’m OCD like that. Gotta get my run in then be at work by 8. Doesn’t bother me, as a kid I delivered morning papers so 4 Am wake up has been my gig for most of my life.
They should have the Raiders and Browns play there, teams acquainted with loss and drinking…
For those that follow the women’s games (crikcets), Stanford won the PAC-12 title. Undefeated in conference all season and in the tournament. Maybe a repeat title?
I made too much, somebody better come by for a plate:
I’ll be there in 10
The fish came out fine, but really the star of the show is the grilled fennel. I don’t know why I’m always so surprised by how good any vegetable is when you just brush it with olive oil, salt and pepper, and slap it on a grill. Sometimes you just have to stay the fuck out of the food’s way.
Also I need to go to Oktoberfest
Again, come to Canada and go to Waterloo. Second biggest Okoberfest celebration in the world
This recurring post is great. I feel like I’m stuck in a wine rut:
White: Sauvignon Blanc
Red: cab sav
Ok. Why do you like both?
I like the dryness of the white, and the body of the red. Plus they’re my go to wines to cook with. So if I’m cooking with them, I’m gonna drink the same with dinner
Do you like steely/minerally sauv blancs?
Fruity forward or heavy tannic cabs?
Yes to the sauv blanc’s, and I like more tannic cabs.
Try Loire sauvs if you wanna keep going that way. Will be the same grape but a different angle. Or Chablis/white Burgundy due to the chalk soil. Such a different chardonnay than American or Aussie stuff.
Awesome. We tend to gravitate towards California/Australian wines so that’ll be perfect.
When we were in France a few years ago we had a great pouilly fume. We got a case as soon as we got home.
How much can the Cali DFO contingent get Tignanello for?
I’m seeing the 2018 at a local store for $140
2 bills here. Seems about right. 500 in a resto. Still by no means ridiculous for a wine of that stature.
I suppose. Out of my personal price range. I’m only having that if someone else is buying!
Or at a wine tasting!
Completely agree way above my max. i drank 2 bottles with the rep at a tasting in Edinburgh and they were phenomenal.
One thing about FOOBAWL being over, is I can remember to watch Bob’s Burgers again.
Mahatma Gandhi often walked barefoot which produced an impressive set of callouses on his feet. He also ate very little, making him rather frail and with his odd diet he often suffered from bad breath. This made him a super calloused fragile mystic hexed with halitosis.
The question I have:
Did you make it to the correct stadium for the second half?
Nope. Found a tiny Austrian bar and got wasted with old men. The laughed for way too long at us.
Speaking of traffic to the mountains, we’re currently sitting in traffic coming back from the mountains. Twas not my idea to leave when we did.
This guy BFC I call him Roma because he is always on the move and hates gasoline.
For dinner at the store, I got a container of mixed melons from Produce and a small container of Greek Yogurt. I’m not sure if this is a sign I’m trying to watch what I eat or a cry for help.
One of these days I’ve got to explore Italian wine more. I’ve just got so much California stuff piled up that I need to work through. (I know, such a cross to bear.)
Just cracked a bottle of pinot noir. Off to enjoy the last of the sunshine with that and a book.
We will get through this together. Once done I will move to another country. I think cooking with Yeah right then wine could be a thing.
Figuring out tonight’s cooking. I’ve got a whole branzino — I think I’m going to stuff it with fennel fronds, brush it with harissa, and throw it on the grill. Grill the rest of the fennel beside it and serve with some really good fresh bread I got at the market this morning.
No idea what wine to pair that with. Might be a job for a dry rose? What say you?
Dry rose or pinot if you really want to lean red. I would go vioginier or ….italian vermentino if I had planned it.
I definitely have some viognier options. Thanks!
From where?
/am nerd
Santa Barbara County. Tercero Wines.
So Jealous. The selection and price is so drastic in comparison. What is that grape like down there? Mrs Cola hates that grape except one place.
Not sure I have a ton of comparison points, because 90% of the viognier I’ve had has been from there.
It varies a lot, but in general I’ve had good luck with it. Viognier is not as well known as chardonnay or sauvignon blanc, so wineries tend to be making it because they believe in it rather than to chase the market.
It is a super weird grape. It can do different things in the same climate. If you find one, stick to it,
If I have a criticism of Central Coast California viognier, it’s that it can often be super floral on the nose and then dull on the palate. But I’ve found several I like.
One grape I detest is semillion. I have been to where it is supposedly the best. Still didnt like it. Everyone has their own palate. I tried with that and didn nae like it.
Haven’t had much of it. A bit in Australia on some trips there, didn’t have a strong impression either way. I don’t think I’ve seen it grown in California. (I’m sure somebody is, I just haven’t come across it.)
Its used in Boredeaux to calm down the acid in Sauv Bl but alone it is flavoUrless and a lot of nothing. My opinion only.
Oh hell yeah. BRANZINO! That’s what my dad would have called “a nice fish.”
One of my fave moments is going to the Sydney or London fish markets because of all the rando fish and they cook them there. Species I have never heard of. FRY EM UP!
We sure that wasn’t Glasgow or Edinburgh with the FRY EM UP?
Fine. I have a Scottish fry story.
Get to Scotland. Move to Girvan and live an Irishman, and a Scot who was fairly deaf Axe body spray loving individual. Great guy , bad spray. Ordered a pizza from the local and the calzone looking thin g comes. Apparently in south Scotland you need to say not fried.
The fried pizza was unreal.
He looked at it when I questioned ” the fuck is this?”
“Aww, ye did nae know about here.”
That sounds DELICIOUS
Ah the Scottish shower. Douse your smelly self with perfume/ body spray!
Also known as “loup de mer,” or wolf of the sea, which seems like some PR overkill if you ask me. It is not a terrifying creature.