My Liquid Travel Agent
Despite drinking an excellent bottle of Mosel wine, I had my usual difficulty courting sleep last night. I tossed and turned for a minor eternity, seeking the elusive cool patch on the pillow and rearranging flaccid cat bodies. At long last, with morning looming nearby, I found myself in a verdant dreamscape.
They're Coming For You, Barbera
So Few Want to be Rebels Anymore
One day when the weather was more humane and the bike paths clear of snow, I pedalled past stationary railcars emblazoned with the provocative statement, "So Few Want to be Rebels Anymore". I was already thinking about wine, and the defaced train units catalyzed another deliberation upon what we now colloquially refer to as “natural wine”.
Hommage
Authenticity is a slippery eel. How to spot it when you think it shows up? Sadly, in 2020, with terms like “fake news” and “alternative facts” currently in vogue, we must remember that the thing called “news” was once professionally researched and facts were, well… facts. Now, the world is seemingly a vast Sargasso Sea of eels…
