Oak or no oak? That is one of the ongoing debates in the wine world.
Time to clean out the old mail bag. I welcome questions from readers; drop me a note c/o The Times, or e-mail me (the address is at the end of this column). I do respond to each one when I receive it, but hoard them for a column just like this one. Question: I know Georgia changed its laws regarding buying wine from out of state, but I've been told by an online wine club I belong to that they still are not able to sell wine directly to Georgia residents. What's the story here?
Around this time of year in northeast Georgia, I am reminded of one of the tunes from "Porgy and Bess."
There are many good reasons to drink wine. But there are some reasons to be cautious. I gave this issue some thought recently when I read a warning about dangerous fungal toxins discovered in wine. Don't start pouring your Bordeaux down the sink; it's nowhere near as bad as it sounds. More in a bit. Numerous scientific studies over the past few decades have pointed to health benefits from consuming moderate and responsible amounts of ...
David Harris knows his way around a vineyard. He should; for many years the fruit from his Blackstock Vineyards was highly prized by winemakers throughout northeast Georgia, who bought Blackstock grapes to make wines that would bear their labels.
The sun was heading for the horizon one afternoon recently; it was going on 5 p.m. I glanced at the bird feeder, stuck on a pole about 2 feet from our screened-in back deck.
Howdy, and Happy New Year! It's quite likely that by the time you read this, my bride and I will be tanning our elderly bodies in the sunshine of the Florida Keys. About this time of year, we genuinely miss South Florida, where we lived for 15 years. This year, we ain't missin' it, we're enjoyin' it.
As the Christmas holiday approaches - and I battle mightily against the Grinch influence - I have retreated to my cellar book. Actually, I have tried to burrow into my cellar book until, say, Jan. 2, but there are certain physical limitations.
Don't look now but Halloween's over your shoulder and the next big family holiday bash is Thanksgiving. And, of course, the burning question of the day is not whether President Barack Obama should have been given the Nobel Peace Prize or if the Army Corps of Engineers will try to turn Lake Lanier back into Death Valley East.
It is getting cool in Northeast Georgia. Fall is creeping in. And it is getting to be time for cool-weather wines.
This is the second in a series of profiles of Georgia wineries. Subsequent profiles will appear when the writer feels sufficiently motivated to do them ... or when his editor yells at him.
It was my first big gig as a wine writer - the Monterey Wine Festival in the early 1980s. And I was late for lunch.
Got a note recently about a wine pioneer named Mondavi who's going to be honored in California later this year.
Yep, it's summer. If you don't believe the thermometer and the humidity indicator, just check your personal sweat factor.
This is the first in a series of profiles of Georgia wineries. Subsequent profiles will appear when the writer feels sufficiently motivated to do them ... or when his editor yells at him.