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Vino Vixens By Dan Dunn
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(To see this article as it appeared in Metro New York click here)

T
he current issue of Maxim features a list titled the “Sexiest Everything” that the Imbiber helped compile. While I’m glad the piece included my picks for sexiest fruit (the kumquat) and foreign language (Israeli, it’s the new French), I was rather disappointed over the omission of some of my more inspired submissions. These include the sexiest panties (Hanky Panky gilded rose mesh thong), sexiest pet (a St. Bernard, because size does matter), and sexiest way to die (being suffocated to death with a pair of Hanky Panky panties by an insanely jealous Jessica Biel).To read the rest click here...
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New World Wines in New York City
By Dan Dunn

Your sauce-soaked scribe has been gallivanting about New York City for the past week or so, on assignment for a high profile men’s magazine. Essentially, I’m here to hang out with a gorgeous winemaking adult film superstar and get paid gobs of dough to chronicle the experience. It’s the sort of gig that makes all the time and money spent in pursuit of that journalism degree seem worth it. Also had the opportunity to catch up with The Imbiber’s Official Sommelier, the dashing French vino virtuoso Andre Compeyre. Andre’s turning the corkscrew at the cozy Park Avenue eatery Les Halles these days, and has fallen in love with a couple of American-made reds.

The 2004 Provenance Cabernet Sauvignon ($45) is produced in Rutherford, California, by esteemed winemaker Tom Rinaldi, formerly of Duckhorn Vineyards. “The first nose is complex with aromas of mocha, soy and black olive, also with a touch of cedar and hints of mushroom and mint,” remarks Andre, adding “It evolves to notes of dark chocolate, black cherry, pumpkin pie, spice and black pepper.” Of course, smelling wine is only a small part of the experience — the real joy is in the tasting. The ‘04 Provenance has rich texture, with a cocoa powder quality to it that is a classic and distinctive character of Rutherford dust. As for when to drink it, the house philosophy is to craft these age-worthy wines to be approachable upon release to the public.

The Kluge Estate Winery and Vineyard is located in the historic Blue Ridge Mountains in Charlottesville, Virginia, very close to Thomas Jefferson's Monticello estate. Kluge’s 2002 New World Red ($58) is a Bordeaux-style blend that offers fruity characters of black currant and black cherry, with earthy aromas like mushroom and notes of mocha and coffee. “This wine achieves a perfect balance between new world and old world,” notes Andre. “It’s seductive and harmonious, yet rich with velvety tannins, making the wine ready to drink with Black Angus steak frites, steak tartare or a Coq au vin.”

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OOPS! THERE IT IS
By Dan Dunn

In his stage adaptation of Leonardo DiCaprio’s “Romeo and Juliet,” scribe Bill Shakespeare rhetorically posed the question, “What’s in a name?” The famed wordsmith was of the mind that, “that which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet.” That may be true, but just imagine how awkward it would be giving your gal a dozen long-stemmed Festering Boils for Valentine’s Day.

In the wine biz, names mean a lot too. While most oenophiles would readily fork over $100 for a bottle of Chateauneuf du Pape from Vieille Julienne, you have to wonder how much people would be willing to pay for something with a less lyrical name like, say, (oops). Well, the folks at Schwartz-Olcott Importers are hoping it’s at least $12, the per bottle charge for their (oops) brand wines.
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Racing and The Age of Love
By Dan Dunn

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Sources in the sleeveless t-shirt and chewing tobacco industries indicate NASCAR racing is quite popular, mostly in points south of the Mason Dixon Line. Those people, it seems, are easily amused. Personally, I don’t get it. Why pay to watch a bunch of hayseeds go around in circles without ever getting anywhere, when you can see it for free on C-Span whenever Congress is in session? Then again, this is coming from a guy who was riveted all summer by NBC’s patently awful reality show “Age of Love,” so what the hell do I know? And if you happen to be reading this, Mark Philippoussis, you BLEW IT dude. That 48-year-old was a keeper!To read the rest click here...
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Set ‘em Up, Slam ‘em Down: wine edition

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The Imbiber received an e-mail last week from a lovely reader named Kelly who really enjoyed “Set ‘em Up, Slam ‘em Down: micro-reviews for on-the-go adults who want to be in-the-know imbibers.” We introduced this feature a few weeks back, highlighting a number of delightful spirits including Caravella limoncello and DH Krahn gin.

“Could you please do something similar, only with wines this time?” Kelly wrote. She was clever enough to include a few photos of herself along with her request, and that sealed the deal. Yet another reminder, ladies, that men really are that easy. So, on to the vino:
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The debut of "Stuff We're Diggin'"

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First off, thanks to everyone who wrote in offering compliments about the new Imbiber website (www.theimbiber.net). Your kindness is much appreciated. This week the team and I are introducing a new feature called “Things We’re Digging Proper.” Here’s the rundown:

--We’re digging the new 24-ounce bottle of Red Stripe ($2.99), a revolutionary concept that combines the great taste of Jamaica’s most famous lager with the average American’s penchant for gluttony. Looks great in and out of a brown paper bag.

--Gin is the new vodka, which was formerly the old rum before it used to be whisky. I know, trying to stay current is confusing as hell, but check this my fellow hipsters: Bulldog London Dry Gin ($27.99) is hot. Like, Jessica Biel’s booty hot! Forget the tonic, though, and really go for it in a dirty martini.
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Farewell, Wine Month

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Welcome to the exciting conclusion of our four-part series, “Wine Month,” not to be confused with “Whine Month” (October) when we’ll be focusing on the cacophonic grumblings of Mets fans devastated over yet another ass-whupping administered by the Yankees in the World Series.To read the rest click here...
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