cue evil laughter

It's a little sad, but purely out of vanity, I have yet to delete any commmentary. Not even this sinister fellow, the substance of whose comment is somewhat hilarious, when you consider that it was left anonymously.

I just figure, you know, so be it.

nothing to report: la gazzetta, 75012

I'd been hearing great things about La Gazzetta for ages. Finally went there with my folks the other night. My folks are getting on in years, and they're not huge drinkers; in this regard, La Gazzetta was perhaps an inspired choice. Because the service was remarkably attentive, super-professional, great for fussy people - and the wine list was a tedious shrug-worthy let-down. Not even I felt like drinking too much. (And let's remember my parents were in town, usually cause to drink oceans.)

Imagine swiped from fontvert.com.

It wasn't that the wine was all bad. We had a passable if somewhat overripe and limp bottle of Luberon (Grenache Blanc from southeastern Rhone) by Chateau Fontvert that went nicely with the calamari and cod and tuna we ate throughout the 5-course tasting menu. It's just that with the space so well-designed*, the service so wire-tight, Swedish chef Peter Nilsson's skills so evident, why didn't they finish the job with an engaging wine list? It's a pan-mediterranean restaurant, for Christ's sake. They had SO MUCH TO WORK WITH.

miss kaefferkopf 2009

Image swiped from http://www.kaefferkopf.net/

A picture I turned up in the course of some web research for the last post. (I research! Mostly in the hopes of finding things like this.)

I grew up outside of Philadelphia, PA, in historic Revolutionary War country, and frequently I'd see weeners in full re-enactment get up buying hoagies at a Wawa, or leading tour groups. Presumably this is sort of the Alsatian vigneron version. From what I understand, Kaefferkopf received official recognition as a Grand Cru in just 2006, so perhaps they're overcompensating.