Riesling may frighten a wine novice as misconceptions run rampant when it comes to this fine wine. But let’s not be confused between big fruits and sweetness. Sweet does not necessarily equal sugary, and not all rieslings are even sweet.
Chardonnay is known as a classic grape. Grown in most parts of the world, it’s a grape that is praised, revered, bashed and misunderstood. It’s the white-wine darling of the American appetite, and a golden star in Burgundy. It’s a staple in the winemaker’s dream palette.
Spring is in full bloom—it’s my favorite time of year. I get excited about what wine is around the corner. I know it’s coming and I can’t wait until the pour hits my glass: Hints of strawberry, grapefruit, blood orange, melon, and hues of every shade of pink surround me. The rosés have arrived in St. Louis.
Spring has finally sprung. Well, at least my palate thinks so, because these days, I’m craving crisp and refreshing citrus notes in my wine.
Having great style isn’t just about trends and a shopping obsession—it’s about creativity, individualism and confidence. These five men and women embody all of those qualities—and then some—to make up LN’s first-ever Best-Dressed List.
Mark Yuhas, Shantel Holmes, J.D. Powers, Stanley Browne
It was time for wine and I fancied something elegant, golden and white. A classic, French-style Viogner beckoned me, Condrieu, arguably one of Northern Rhône’s most distinctive appellation and its place of origin. As luck would have it, we had one bottle left in the cellar.
With cooler temps still blanketing the Midwest, it’s a good time to dig into a hearty syrah; and with so many syrahs to chose from, I’ve decided to stay close to home on this one: the 2008 Nicholson Jones Selection Syrah, Napa Valley.
The wind was howling and there was almost a foot of beautiful snow on the ground. With below-freezing temperatures, there was no way my wife, Arlene, and I were going anywhere. We were snowed in. What better time than to build a fire and cozy up with a bottle of wine from the cellar?
The Golden Brett is back. But this time, the legendary hockey superstar may be knocking on doors to score goals, instead of using a stick and puck. Brett Hull is back in St. Louis to take another run at helping the Blues reach the Promised Land.
Has wine become a natural beverage of choice for American consumers? Let’s take a look at what’s on the pulse and the likely future trends for wine.
To cork or not to cork? That is the question. Let’s examine traditional corks, how they are manufactured and the problems that can occur, as well as other forms of wine-bottle closures.
It’s fall and there’s a chill in the air. And in St. Louis, it’s Red October. I don’t know about you, but I’m craving red wine.
The legendary canals of Venice, the tragic love affair of Romeo and Juliet, the jagged peaks of the Dolomites – just a taste of the romance and wonder offered by one of the world’s most inspiring places, Northeast Italy. Rich in history, culture, music and culinary heritage, it is the most visited region of Italy, with more than 63 million tourists every year.
As fall harvest approaches, many people head out to experience classic Missouri Wine Country: rolling hills, vivid sunsets, winding rivers, fertile lands and warm people.
Stanley Browne, Susan Sherman, Tim Hand
With the warmer weather, we tend to eat lighter fare and fresher foods, while drinking lighter wines we can savor. I especially welcome seafood to the table which always leads me to yearn for a wine from the Loire Valley of France.
Long days and warm summer nights. Pool parties, picnics and backyard barbecues. Nothing feels more like summer than outdoor grilling with friends and family.
Story: Young Frederic is turning 21, which means that his apprenticeship with the jovial band of brigands known as The Pirates of Penzance is about to end. He warns the genial Pirate King and his men that he will, naturally, work to eradicate them once he is a free man. That’s the noble thing to do, says Frederic, even though his pals all are orphans and have a reputation for letting their captives go once their defeated foes inform them of their own orphaned status.
“Pink? I don’t drink pink.” Sound familiar?
The weather teases us. Sunshine and splendor one day, and back to chilly grayness and wicked winds the next. It’s a sure sign that spring is here, and with that touch of spring fever, my thirst for warm-weather wines is growing.