Summer, where’d ya go?

7 Sep

From the lawn of the Safari Room. Wine tasting: it's a jungle

Unlike my beloved Gin Savant, I’ve never been one of those who bemoan the Labor Day weekend as the end of the best time of the year. But the older I get, the more cranky I’ve become when September rolls around once more, depositing college brats and BC tailgaters on my front doorstep like a cat puking up a hairball that’s been intestinally festering for eight months. There’s more rain and traffic on my commute this week, and more assholes cutting me off, all curiously with Rhode Island license plates. Anyhow, in the spirit of good karma and genial expansiveness, here are a couple of pics from the better, more productive of my two trips to the foreskin of New England in the last two months.

The showstoppers of the Boston Sommelier Society's Newport outing

In case you don’t want to click on the photo to enlarge, you’re looking at three of my best memories of the summer:
Clos de la Coulee de Serrant
Chateau Pontet-Canet 1988
Alter Ego de Chateau Palmer 2002

Sigh. What was your best memory from a bottle this summer?


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