In November, 1986, Ed Behr released the first issue of the Art of Eating. Ever since, the publication has been a tireless authority on flavour, and few familiar with Ed’s work would deny that he’s among the most important living food writers. An equally true claim is that he’s also one of the world’s most thoughtful and insightful wine writers.
October is a meaningful month for us, and not just because wine tastes particularly vivid or because we love Halloween. 24 Octobers ago, Richard and Michelle opened the doors to Metrovino, altering the city, and their lives, forever. I was only 14 at the time and had no interest in wine, but in the same month and quite possibly the same day, my life was to be permanently changed as well.
I was out of town for the weekend when I received the heartbreaking news. My friend and colleague, Sarah, had been involuntarily relieved of her beloved bicycle. It was a true rarity; a beautiful purple Nishiki, probably 40-years-old but seemingly ageless. Little by little, Sarah customized it to her own specifications, in the process managing to improve a bicycle that was immaculate from the outset… And then somebody stole it.
Summer sleep is a rare phenomenon. And even when its reticence abates, its utility is questionable. How unfairly weighted the seasons are when the same one offers us the most tantalizing mornings, the most sublime evenings, the sultriest afternoons and the most gravid nights. The audacity of the cliché, I'll sleep when I'm dead, could be agreeably rationalized by the proposal, I'll sleep in the winter, one taking full advantage of summer’s potential in the meantime.
