tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180176077262807092023-11-16T08:37:59.628-08:00The Duck Juice ChroniclesCelebrating the wine and food from the Willamette Valley and all of Oregon and the great Pacific Northwest, with an emphasis on pinot noir . . . and a little humor now and then.Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.comBlogger90125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-59292025185184044922013-03-04T13:25:00.002-08:002013-03-04T13:31:48.073-08:00So You Want Bagels?If you're like me you love bagels. Real bagels. Not the "Wonder Bread Doughnuts" that attempt to pass themselves off as bagels in the supermarket. Chewy crust, flavorful interior . . . like you used to be able to get in New York and may still be able to get (I haven't been there in eight years).<br />
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Here in Portland, America's Weirdest City, we had a small chain of bagel shops called Kettleman's. In keeping with the nature of this town, it was started using investors he solicited on Craigslist by a Taiwanese immigrant who learned bagel making in New York after he arrived from his homeland in the 1980s. Taiwanese boy makes bagels, go figure. The bagels weren't fabulous, but they were exellent and several notches above anything else you could buy with the exception of Tastebud's "Montreal" bagels which, while tasty and baked in a wood-fired oven, are SO chewy they'll pull your fillings out.<br />
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In true American immigrant fashion, one day our immigrant bagel-meister was offered the brass ring. The corporate behemoth Einstein Noah Restaurant Group (700+ stores) made him an offer he couldn't refuse and he accepted. Good for him, it's the American dream. Start a business, make it successful and cash in. Kinda sounds like Mark Zuckerberg in a way, but without the drama.<br />
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But where did that leave the bagel lovers of Portland? Stuck is where. I know there are a couple of small operations making bagels around town and I'd thought I'd try them, but getting to them is a hike and a pain so I thought, "Why not just try to make your own?"<br />
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I solicited recipe suggestions and experiences from my friends on Wineberserkers and the consensus was this recipe from Peter Reinhart, author of The Bread Baker's Apprentice. It's in his book but it was also published on the Epicurious site, so I offer it here to prevent you from having to buy the book. http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Bagels-366757<br />
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There are no off-the-wall ingredients save the malt syrup, which you can find at health food stores or brewers' supply houses. I got mine at the local upscale granola supermarket and I understand you can find it at Whole Paycheck, but I try to avoid that place. It's the Aunt Patty's brand, so you might Google that. Other than that, it's bread flour, water, salt and yeast plus a little baking soda for the "boiling" (which is more like a simmer) stage.<br />
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Dear readers, these bagels are incredibly simple to make, they just take about 24 hours from start to finish, most of which is spent with the shaped bagels in the fridge. I should have taken step-by-step pictures instead of just the finished product, but I think you'll agree that -- despite needing to perfect my shaping technique to make them more symmetrical -- I made some damn fine-looking bagels that tasted really good. My Brooklyn-born Jewish neighbor agrees with me, for what it's worth.<br />
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So here's the pic, and by all means give these a try. You won't be sorry. Next up, real Jewish rye bread so I have something to put my corned beef on. I may even try curing my own brisket for the corned beef. We'll see.<br />
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<br />Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-53951950608302816062013-02-11T13:45:00.000-08:002013-02-11T13:46:48.660-08:00<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ahh . . . it's been a long time since I've posted. Longer than I'd thought. Here's a little tidbit for anyone who is still reading.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Went on a little jaunt on my vacation day yesterday and tasted a few things. First stop was at Seven of Hearts (I work there sometimes) where I ran into Beau Carufel and Becky Kramer who were out abusing their livers as usual.</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">SEVEN OF HEARTS</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">2011 Mahonia Vineyard Chardonnay</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">This is Byron's best chardonnay yet, from a guy who has a six-year run of nice chardonnays. Nice green apple and pear with a bit of citrus and the barest hint of oak. </span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">2011 Willamette Valley Pinot Noir</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">An acid-head's dream. Will need some time in the bottle but it's a great buy for $20. A true food wine. Back up the truck if you like the style, which was greatly dictated by 2011's weather.</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">2011 Lia's Vineyard Pinot Noir</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Really backward, as opposed to the 2010 that was open for business from the get-go. A mix of red and black fruits and very complete due to the two different co-ferments of four different clones.</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">2011 Armstrong Vineyard Pinot Noir</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">The polar opposite of the Lia's, being very approachable now whereas the 2010 was very backward in its youth. Big, powerful and dark but with considerable finesse. This is a very young vineyard destined to only get better.</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">2011 Durant Vineyard Pinot Noir</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Quintessential Dundee Hills pinot, with lots of raspberry and strawberry flavors. Kinda hazy but that doesn't bother me at all. Also backward right now but with a great future ahead of it.</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">2010 Special Reserve Pinot Noir</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Wow! A truly disgusting wine that borders on being an abomination ( </span><img alt="[basic-smile.gif]" src="http://wineberserkers.com/forum/images/smilies/basic-smile.gif" style="background-color: #eceadf; border-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; max-width: 100%; padding: 0px;" title="smile" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> for all of you who are not familiar with my pinot rating system, those are the two highest ratings). Big, round and juicy, yet powerful at the same time. </span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">2011 Chateau Figareaux "Tribute" (not yet released)</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">A blend of approximately 50% merlot, 35% cabernet sauvignon and 15% cabernet franc from the Columbia Gorge, I've been eagerly anticipating this one and I wasn't disappointed. Byron proved what he can do with Bordeaux varieties with his 2004 Harmony's Vineyard blend he made in California and this is a worthy follow-up. A far cry from the gloppy, choco-blueberry oakshakes that are so popular these days, it's a focused and pure expression of its lineage and a screaming deal at what I </span><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">think</span><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> will be a price point of $25. Needs bottle time or LOTS of air. </span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">2011 GSM (not yet released)</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">A real crowd-pleaser dominated by syrah. Yummy and gulpable.</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">KRAMER VINEYARDS</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Good things happening here these days from a producer previously well-known for its blackberry wine. They don't make it any more and I think that's sad, but the family is sick of me saying that. Second generation winemaker Kim Kramer has a deft hand and it shows. You need to visit if only to say hello to Kosmo and Brody, the winery dogs. Kosmo (the big one) moves at the speed of molasses. At the North Pole.</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">2010 Brut</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Roughly half chardonnay and half pinot noir, this is a bone-dry and clean sparkler I'd be proud to serve any time. Can't find a better one for the $25 price.</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">2011 Rose of Pinot Noir</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">A big rose with lots of color that will stand up to all sorts of food. I thought I had a couple of bottles at home and couldn't find them, so I'm disappointed I didn't pick up a couple more. This would have been great with last night's jambalaya.</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">2010 Rebecca's Reserve Pinot Noir</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Simply wonderful. Again, disgusting bordering on an abomination. Lots of spice and perfectly balanced. I'd serve this anywhere, any time, to anyone - even my burg snob friends. Well done!</span><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: #eceadf; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Cheers, y'all. Just thought I'd share.</span></span>Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-6286444239234750382011-10-06T05:56:00.000-07:002011-10-06T05:56:39.273-07:00A Sad DayIt's with great sadness that I acknowledge the death of Steve Jobs in this space. I really have nothing further to say except to quote Steve when he was trying to recruit John Sculley from PepsiCo. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;">"Do you want to sell sugar water for the rest of your life, or do you want to come with me and change the world?"</span><br />
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Over the last week, I've had the pleasure to taste 13 different 2010 pinot noirs from the Willamette Valley, either bottled wines or final blends. I'll spare everyone the play-by-play, which I find boring, in favor of an overall impression.<br />
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GC Commuter Cuvee<br />
Ayres Willamette Valley<br />
Seven of Hearts Willamette Valley<br />
Seven of Hearts Lia's Vineyard<br />
Seven of Hearts Armstrong Vineyard<br />
Seven of Hearts Special Reserve<br />
Luminous Hills Lux<br />
Vincent Willamette Valley<br />
Vincent Ribbon Ridge<br />
Vincent Zenith Vineyard<br />
Vincent Armstrong Vineyard<br />
Helioterra Willamette Valley<br />
Helioterra Vintner's Select<br />
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Across the board, the wines are a hair short of stunning. The vintage is a sort of 2008 restrained. Everything, from aromas to balance to flavors to balance, is perfect. They're only lacking the 2008s' ethereal and soaring aromas and sappy fruit. The Vincent and Helioterra wines are quite nice. The Seven of Hearts and Luminous Hills wines [i]are[/i] stunning. The Grochau and Ayres exhibit a cola component and a touch of sour cherry that I personally find a bit troubling, but it's not overwhelming. Tannins are fine but substantial.<br />
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In the long run, there's a chance they will actually be better than the 2008s, but that requires a Ouija board more accurate than mine.<br />
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Back up the truck.<br />
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PS - If you like restrained, French-ish chardonnay, buy the 2010 Seven of Hearts. It's not bottled yet, but when I tasted it I shouted to the empty room, "WINNER!".<br />
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Disclosure: I work part time for Seven of Hearts/Luminous Hills, but Byron knows I'll call crap wines crap if it comes to that and that I don't hand out accolades willy-nilly. The wines are that good.<br />
Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-89210621189711176372011-10-02T03:29:00.000-07:002011-10-02T03:37:42.803-07:00Grrrrrr . . . The Oregon Liquor Control Commission "Sting"So . . . two women walk into a wine tasting room. I know, it sounds like I'm starting a bad joke, but stay with me. This is not a fabricated story, it's the sad and awful truth. It happened just Friday.<br />
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One of the women is older, the other is younger and talking on her cell phone the entire time. The older one approaches the bar, greets the server and responds, "Yes," to the server's question about whether they're both tasting. The younger one is across the room with her face obscured by the phone. She looks a little young but the server doesn't want to interrupt her conversation to ask for ID because it would be rude - leaving aside how rude it is to walk into a wine tasting room while yapping on your telephone to begin with, of course.<br />
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I think you may have an inkling of where this is going given the title of this post, so let's go there together.<br />
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The server pours the requisite ounce of wine into each of two glasses which remain sitting on the bar, untouched. Just then, the younger woman removes the phone from her face and turns toward the bar. The now-horrified server comes to the sudden realization that, not only is the customer probably underage and <i>absolutely</i> needs to be carded, but that she may have just been "stung" by the OLCC.<br />
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Sure enough. The older woman identifies herself as being from the OLCC, demands to see the server's permit to pour alcohol (which she's fully entitled to do) and announces that the server has violated the law by serving a minor. Then the police officer they'd dragged along enters the room from the street to issue a citation. An extended (and probably heated I'd think) discussion then ensues involving the quite smug and haughty people from the OLCC, the server and the winery owner. After what was apparently some extended wrangling, the end result is that the untouched glass doesn't matter and the server is appearing in court next week.<br />
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What an incredible crock of shit. I'm sorry, but there's simply no other way to describe this that conveys my sense of outrage at a scheme that is completely driven by entrapment. I learned years ago that if a police officer drives 80 miles an hour on the freeway and you're following, matching his speed, it's entrapment if he then tickets you for speeding. It's the same thing with police officers posing as hookers. The "customer" has to make the first mention of money for sex. Well, how is this any different?<br />
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The OLCC <i>deliberately</i> brought a minor into a room where the only thing served is alcohol. It's really classy alcohol, but alcohol nonetheless. Her role, as obviously scripted by a public enforcement and oversight agency we're supposed to trust, is to obscure her face as much as possible until the magic moment when the wine is poured. The "money shot" if you will. She NEVER speaks to the server and the only person who does is a legal drinker and SHE is the one who says they're both tasting. This is deceptive and it's underhanded. It's devious and sneaky beyond belief and it's absolutely shameful that this server was set up so blatantly.<br />
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The Oregon Liquor Control Commission has been entrusted to watch out for the public's welfare in matters related to alcohol, not concoct fairly elaborate schemes in which upstanding people will be tricked into technical violations of the law. Go do something important, people.<br />
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<br />Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-7256498904406499632011-09-18T12:12:00.000-07:002011-09-18T12:13:56.264-07:00Attack Of The Teenage Mutant Ninja . . .. . . celery.<br />
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I'll try to update you more thoroughly on my Apple training soon, but I had to share this picture I took yesterday at the Beaverton Farmers Market. There are these guys from Tillamook who sell there and their vegetables are huge. I've seen cabbages the size of soccer balls and fennel bulbs that were so big you'd think I faked the picture if I had one.<br />
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I don't know who the guy is, I just asked him to hold the celery while I took the photo. The next pic is of Michelle Cooper of Zoe's Favorites Pickles and Preserves holding some mutant carrots. Not only is she cooperative and pretty, she's one of the nicest people you'll ever meet and her pickled beets are to die for . . . and I don't even like pickled beets normally. You should buy some. She's at the Beaverton and Portland markets on Saturday.<br />
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<br />Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-81683989395713618022011-09-10T07:19:00.000-07:002011-09-10T07:19:55.235-07:00A fast update.<br />
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I've just spent the last four days in training with another four weeks (yes, weeks) scheduled. The first three days were mostly orientation and getting housekeeping items taken care of, like email accounts and so forth, but the pace has been pretty fast. Yesterday afternoon we finally got a big dose of Apple culture and Monday we'll continue that and start hitting the product line pretty hard later in the week.<br />
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I'm exhausted. My brain has been given the full Paula Deen treatment - battered and deep-fried. Nonetheless, I'm off to the shower so I can shop at the farmer's market and drag my sorry butt out to Carton to pour wine with Byron at the ol' tasting room.<br />
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I'll check back in early next week. In the meantime, pop a cork and raise a glass with me as I honor the people who died ten years ago tomorrow.Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-30377788725260896262011-08-31T13:15:00.000-07:002011-08-31T13:26:49.050-07:00Big Doings For The Head Duck - MeWell, I really DID intend to start posting more often but, as sometimes happens, circumstances conspired against me. In the spring rumors started to fly that the YMCA facility where I was holding down what passed as my "day job" was being sold. Naturally, this caused no end of consternation as many of us began scrambling to find new employment, mostly to no avail as you might imagine.<br />
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Then it happened. On July 15 I arrived at work to find a copy of a letter that was scheduled to get mailed to the members the following day. That letter informed them (and by extension the staff) that the facility had been sold and would close on July 29. Note that no one came to inform us personally, no one made a phone call and the letter wasn't addressed directly to the staff. Nice, huh?<br />
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I'll spare you all the gory details of the platitudes the YMCA handed out about finding spots for everyone elsewhere because it didn't happen. I was offered a tentative position for 8 hours a week beginning in September. Another guy was offered the same thing, but the bottom line is a whole lot of people lost their jobs. Crummy jobs with crummy pay and no benefits, but jobs that put food on the table.<br />
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Thanks for your indentured servitude, but don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out.<br />
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But, as the old saying goes, when life hands you lemons you make lemonade, right? Well . . . sometimes lemonade gets made for you too. I wasn't having much luck with the lemonade (must have not put enough sugar in it), but on July 25 I happened upon an ad on Craigslist that sounded appealing, and that's quite a feat because so much of what's on that site in the jobs section is pretty specious.<br />
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So I quickly polished up the ol' resume and fired it off in response the very next day, frankly not expecting much. I've learned over the past few years not to expect much from job hunting because I haven't seemed, for the most part, to be able to generate an interview. Tough to get hired without one.<br />
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So what happened? On July 29, only three days after submitting my resume, I awoke to an email from an in-house recruiter announcing that I'd been selected for a phone interview on Monday. That's right, six days after I sent in my resume. Yeehaw!<br />
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On Monday I had the interview with a very nice lady named Courtney. It seemed to be going well, I was pleased with myself and, at the end, she told me that I'd passed her screen and that she'd selected me for a second phone interview on Tuesday. I was thinking this was all moving REALLY fast, something I wasn't accustomed to, but wasn't about to look any gift horses in the mouth . . . if I may coin a phrase.<br />
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Tuesday, two nice folks named Tusiata (great name, huh?) and Shane tag-teamed me. I've since learned that Tusiata is a tough interview but I must have charmed her into silence because she deferred to Shane for much of the interview. At least that's how I remember it and I guarantee you I'm stickin' to that story. We shared some chuckles, had a nice conversation and once again, I thought things were going well. And they were, because they picked me for a face-to-face interview, scheduled for that Friday, August 5 in Portland.<br />
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Things are really moving now, right? Well . . . for a while.<br />
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So Friday, I presented my charming self at the Hotel Vintage Plaza for a 30-minute interview. I'm pretty sure the interviewer's name was Mike but I can't be sure so I'll apologize to him now. Once again, we had a nice conversation and the interview seemed to go well, so I left with a great sense of anticipation that maybe I'd finally managed to find a real job.<br />
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I'd been told that they would be in touch with me shortly, probably the following Tuesday. Whoa! That's exactly two weeks after I'd submitted my resume. Tuesday arrived and lo! They came through as promised - a novel concept in this day and age I assure you. I got an email asking me to fill out some forms on the employer's website and consent to a background check which was to take 48-72 hours - at least according to the background check vendor's website.<br />
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Well, that was when the process ground to a complete halt. After asking me to <i>verify my own employment </i>at the YMCA by sending them copies of my pay stubs and W-2 (they're supposed to be good at this, why are they asking <i>me</i>?) on Thursday I didn't hear a peep. Not Friday and not Monday, nor Tuesday or Wednesday. I went from thinking I was in the middle of executing a slam dunk with last-minute formalities to wondering if they'd somehow found out about the time I lifted a pencil from the corner store when I was 10 and the time I offered candy to a little girl. Suddenly I went from feeling like Philip Rivers throwing a pass to Vincent Jackson against a team of midgets to Jay Cutler looking up from his back at Ndomukong Suh.<br />
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Then, the call. I was out at Pumpkin Ridge doing my annual caddie thing in the pro-am for the Safeway Classic LPGA tournament when my cell phone rang a few minutes before my round was to start. It was the lovely and charming Courtney (who I'd also met in person on the face-to-face interview day) who sounded so cheerful and happy I just knew she couldn't possibly ruin my day. Could she? No, she couldn't because she made my day and my whole year. She offered me the job!<br />
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Now that I've made a short story long, let me make the rest of it short. As of last Friday, when I went back to the same room at the Vintage Plaza where I'd interviewed to fill out paperwork, I'm an official employee of Apple, Inc. That's right, Apple. The people who brought you the MacBook, the iPod, the iPhone and the iPad.<br />
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I'll be what they call an "In Home Mac Expert". They're shipping me an iMac today and on Tuesday, bright and early, I (along with about 50 others in three cities) begin four weeks of training before they turn us loose on an unsuspecting populace. I'll be one of the folks you talk to when you go to the Apple online store and can't quite figure out what to buy and call 1-800 MY APPLE.<br />
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So there you have it. Full time, more than twice the money plus overtime almost on demand during certain parts of the year, a bonus schedule and full, big-time company benefits. I'm ecstatic and maybe now I can get back to writing about food and wine and entertaining you with my clever wit. In fact, I have some amazing wines made from zinfandel, petite sirah and primitivo that are made by Angel Vine's Ed Fus to talk about, so I'd best get to it.<br />
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Cheers.<br />
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Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-64175390363199788202011-05-01T11:13:00.000-07:002011-05-01T11:13:53.177-07:00Maybe Winter Really Is OverWe're headed for 70 degrees today, a perfect day to go harass Vincent Fritzsche, Anne Hubatch and John Grochau at the Portland ghetto winery where they all make their wine. In the meantime, check out these pics from the last few days. I guess the plants don't know it's been too cold by about 10 degrees.<br />
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Oh, wait. The 10-day forecast calls for one day (Friday) in the sixties with the balance of the days in the fifties with showers. The vines haven't budded out, the tulips and magnolia trees are blooming in a real half-assed way and it looks like the rhododendrons won't make it for their traditional Mother's Day blooming apogee. Roses might bloom by July.<br />
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I'm hating life about now and I don't know whether to drink or go bowling.Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-26133318697942479292011-04-18T18:57:00.000-07:002011-04-18T18:58:10.355-07:00An Early Look At The 2010 Willamette Valley PinotsI've now tasted 10 barrel samples from 2010, all of them from Byron Dooley at Seven of Hearts/Luminous Hills. Previously I'd had three from Doug Ackerman's Armstrong Vineyard. Yesterday I had the privilege of tasting six new ones from various spots - though one was a syrah from the Columbia Valley. <br />
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These were all from new barrels and had been taken from the barrels the previous week, so there was a bit of extrapolating to do given the new oak (not my preference) and oxygen exposure, so you may want to take what I have to say with a grain of salt. Along with the Armstrong samples, these are about the most exciting young pinots I've ever tasted. One sample, taken from Lia's Vineyard (Pommard, Wadensvil and Mariafeld) was, to put it mildly, simply outrageously good. As I understand it, the Pommard and Wadensvil are approximately 20 years old and own-rooted, but I digress. <br />
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I gave a taste from my glass of Lia's to another customer in the tasting room. Her husband wasn't so crazy about it 'cause he's an acid freak and loves the 2007s, but I thought her eyes were going to roll back in her head and she was going to pass out on the spot. She's a pretty experienced taster with a well-developed palate from what I was able to gather during our conversation, so I guess you can use her as another source of enthusiasm for the 2010 pinots from the Willamette Valley. Too bad there isn't going to be a lot of wine because of the bird damage, but what there is will be outstanding.<br />
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Disclaimer - I like to think I can be objective, and every time I say something even remotely critical of Byron's wines he plays it back for me when I visit. The guy's got an eidetic memory, I suppose. In any event, I like to think we're pretty good friends so I might be biased. Add to it that I'm going to be working in his tasting room on special occasions like Memorial Day weekend and I feel the need for disclosure. The wines were still outstanding, though.Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-13560342038145433282011-03-23T11:35:00.000-07:002011-03-23T11:36:43.566-07:00My Day In The Willamette Valley - Part 5, Colene Clemens<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;">It's a good thing these folks have one of those blue signs, because no one would ever drive the last 2.5 miles on a gravel road just to see what's up there unless they knew they'd find something. <br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I don't know the story behind this place and their website is under construction, but I decided to stop by as I was on my way home because Doug Ackerman had said it was beautiful, and it is. It's a BIG facility, obviously designed for way more production than they're getting from the newly-planted vineyard. Outside, it's kinda rustically Northwest-ish. Inside it's a little over the top for my taste, but certainly not in the fashion of a couple other places I can think of.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"> <img alt="[snort.gif]" src="http://www.wineberserkers.com/images/smilies/snort.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="snort.gif" /> </span><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They offer two wines, a regular and a reserve pinot noir. Apparently there will be more in the future as their vineyard plantings come on line. It's indeed situated in a beautiful spot above Ribbon Ridge<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />The wines are black-fruited, well made and use more oak than my ideal but the fruit seems to have soaked it up pretty well. Fairly large in scale, they'll appeal to folks who aren't as infatuated with finesse, elegance and acidity as I am - folks who really like Lynn Penner-Ash's wines, for example. Kinda spendy, too. Still, a nice addition to the valley.</span></span>Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-82176574084982915642011-03-22T05:54:00.000-07:002011-03-22T05:54:08.197-07:00My Day In The Willamette Valley - Part 4, J. Wrigley and Noble Pig<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Cathy Pollack from Noble Pig and Jody Wrigley from J. Wrigley were pouring at Republic of Jam, so I had to stop in and partake in addition to saying "hi" to Lynnette and Amy. Warning: These two are whacked; Cathy just slightly and Jody off the charts. Or maybe it's the other way around, I can't be sure. If you talk to Jody, though, be sure to ask her about her stump.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Both women have interesting stories to tell about how they got into the wine business and I won't repeat them, but Cathy's is especially interesting and poignant and can be found on the Noble Pig website. <br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />By now my palate was getting a little tired (this is actually part FIVE because I'd been to Scott Paul but I'm saving that one) so I only have brief descriptions of the wines. Noble Pig was pouring a 2008 pinot gris and a 2009 pinot noir. The gris may be a little more in the Italian style than I might like, but it's certainly zesty and would show well with food. The pinot noir is a nice wine showing black fruit and a round character I think of as prototypical of the McMinnville AVA, where the vineyard is located. Of course, I might have completely screwed that part up because it was made with purchased fruit! Nice wine, though, especially for a first effort. <br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Jody was pouring a 2009 pinot noir, the "MAC Cuvee", also from purchased fruit. Once again showing the black fruit and round character of the McMinnville AVA. Another nice wine, though perhaps a little lower in acid than I would consider ideal. A hazard of the 2009 vintage. <br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />These folks are doing a nice job, with first-class presentations (though I had a little tete-a-tete with Jody about smaller, lighter bottles) and top notch point of sale materials. The wines are good wines that will only get better as Cathy (a UC Davis grad) and John Wrigley get used to working with their own fruit which will come online over the next 2-3 years. If I had to pick a nit, it would be that hitting the market right out of the chute at mid-to-high 30's price point is a tad ambitious.</span>Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-45142797054101567122011-03-20T11:25:00.000-07:002011-03-20T11:25:06.884-07:00My Day In The Willamette Valley - Part 3, Wild Aire<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"></span><br />
<div class="content" style="border-top-color: rgb(225, 225, 225); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 3em; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0.3em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">By contrast with Byron's crowd, Wild Aire across the street had three occupants; Jean and Matt Driscoll and Matt's guitar. That was it and you know, it's too bad. These folks know how to make wine, but they're sure flying under the radar - at least in the "usual suspects" of Portland local retail. OTOH, they're pretty widely available in McMinnville, Eugene, Salem and at Wine Club and K&L in California along with some nice restaurants in Oregon and some PLCB stores. Go figure.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />They're getting fruit from some pretty nice spots, I'll tell you. Shea, Momtazi, Clay Court, Zenith, Illahe and one I'm not familiar with in the Chehalem Mountain AVA, Lia's. The wines - at least the three pinot noirs I tasted - are right in my wheelhouse with gentle power, heady aromas, high acids and low oak levels. All were good and fairly-priced, but I was especially taken with the 2009 Clay Court, which comes from a Parrett Mountain vineyard formerly known as Eastburn and now owned by Elk Cove. The vineyard is Laurelwood over Jory, so the wine shows a lot of red fruit character and it's really pretty. Naturally it's the most expensive of the bunch at $42. The "Timothy", their basic bottling, is $20 and worth every cent. <br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />If they're available near you take a chance on a bottle or two - or get some shipped to you. You won't regret it.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"><br />
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The other two are Vincent Fritzsche of Vincent and Brad MacLeroy of Ayres.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Turns out he'd pulled some samples of the three lots he'd fermented and taken them to dinner the previous evening. The event was a gathering of the three winemakers along with Doug and Michele, presumably to taste all the product. Brad couldn't attend so his father-in-law, Don - who is actively involved in the winery and vineyard - stepped up to the plate. <br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />The first lot I call "Dark and Brooding". It's 100% Pommard and 30% whole cluster. It has that dark, round, almost meaty flavor profile I love from the Pommard clone. I think I'd be happy if Byron bottled this by itself tomorrow, but he's going to tinker with blends.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />The second I call "High-Toned. It's 100% clone 777 and 100% whole cluster, and shows all the lifted aromatics and racy flavors you could want. It's also a bit lighter on its feet. The stems definitely show on the nose and the palate. This one will make a nice component wine but on its own the slight greenies from the stems would bother me. <br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />The third I call "Spicy and Full-Bodied". This one's all clone 115 with no whole cluster. It's a brute and pretty tannic at this point, showing the typical 115 spiciness. Very dark, too. <br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />If these are representative of the 2010 vintage we're looking at something quite good. Fortunately, the youth of the vineyard allowed an early pick before the birds got to the fruit, so that disaster was avoided. <br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Byron was able to tell me, between dashes to serve real customers (disclosure - I'm pouring with him Memorial Day weekend) that he's planning on some of the wine from Armstrong to go into his Willamette Valley and Reserve blends, some of it to maybe be bottled as a Chehalem Mountain designate and some to be bottled under the Armstrong Vineyard label. I'm so happy that Doug and Michele are getting good quality fruit from their vineyard and that three of my favorite people are getting to work with it. <br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Well done, everyone!</span></span>Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-68563439851933495632011-03-20T11:06:00.000-07:002011-03-20T11:06:08.144-07:00My Day In The Willamette Valley - Part 1, Brick House<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">This and the next few posts will be some quick and dirty summaries of what I tasted yesterday as I ventured forth into the wilds of Yamhill County.</span><br />
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It's still with us. Last night there was a severe thunderstorm warning for most of the city and the suburbs east of the Willamette, and on my way home around 9:00 there was one, solitary lighting flash near Beaverton. It was so bright I thought that a thousand traffic enforcemet cameras had flashed at once, and it was followed by probably the loudest peal of thunder I've ever heard. And that was it. No more lightning and no more thunder, though we did get a little shower of pea-sized hail around 9:30 along with some nice gusts.<br />
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Today is a rinse and repeat with mostly steady rain. Possible thundershowers this afternoon and evening.Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-11008069418420270782011-03-15T10:31:00.001-07:002011-03-15T10:39:04.965-07:00We're Jammin', Jammin' Jammin'; I Want To Jam It Wid YouIt's probably way too early in your day to put up with my bad jokes but this one, lame as it is, was just too good to pass up. Sorry.<br />
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Sunday I decided to venture out in the midst of an interesting weather day. It began with an appetizer of rain showers and wind gusts, followed by an amuse bouche of sun breaks and a main course of heavy squalls with small craft warnings. Holy Weather Channel, Batman!<br />
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As I made my way down Highway 47 from Forest Grove toward Carlton I discovered that Mother Nature had given us a new water feature; the upper Tualatin River had become Lake Gaston. The entire valley was flooded and the only thing missing was a waterskier or two. Perhaps some fishermen.<br />
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After a quick stop at Patton Valley Vineyards to check on their lineup (more on this later) I made it the rest of the way to Carlton to see how my good friend Byron Dooley's latest wines were doing. Byron, as you've read here before, has been doing great things with his Seven of Hearts and Luminous Hills labels. Other than to say that he's still chugging along I'll pass on a further review or he'll have to put me on the payroll.<br />
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What Sue at Rose City Pepperheads has done with simple combinations of chiles and fruit, good as her products are, has been made pedestrian by what Lynnette is doing. I wish I could remember the manner in which she served her things, but I think I remember the strawberry/basil being served on blue cheese and a cracker of some sort. It was delicious and would have been wonderful with one of Byron's pinot noirs - of which I'd consumed enough to explain my memory lapses.<br />
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Give Lynnette a visit, preferably in person at her world headquarters on Main Street in Carlton, but definitely on her Facebook page or her website: http://www.republicofjam.com/Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-67696730371837440172011-03-15T10:31:00.000-07:002011-03-15T10:31:23.973-07:00I'm BackAfter a year that can only be described as "interesting" in the interest of not boring you with my troubles, I'm back and blogging. I'll try to be much more regular with my posting, which you can consider either a blessing or punishment.<br />
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Thanks to all of you who have stood by me and who continue to read me despite the giant gap in communication.<br />
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BobBobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-69643605451749141002010-09-19T09:21:00.000-07:002010-09-19T09:21:18.061-07:00New Kids On The Block In The Willamette ValleyI was fortunate to be invited to an open house held yesterday at the Portland Wine Project, an urban cooperative winery much like the Carlton Winemaker's Studio. The purpose was to show off the wines of two "New Kids" in town, our own Vincent Fritzsche (Vincent Wine Co.) and Anne Hubatch (Helioterra). In addition, they were showing off a cooperative project that involves Vincent and Anne plus two others - John Grochau of GC Wines and one who for some reason has to remain nameless.<br />
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<b>Vincent Wine Co.</b><br />
<b>2009 Eola-Amity Hills pinot noir</b><br />
<b>2009 Zenith Vineyard pinot noir</b><br />
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The Eola-Amity wine is from Domaine Coteau and Walnut Hill vineyards and Zenith is, well, Zenith - owned by Tim Ramey (a local securities analyst in his other life), his wife Kari and St. Innocent Winery. Zenith is in a saddle in the middle of the Eola-Amity hills right down the way from Bethel Heights, and has been a vineyard source for St. Innocent and others for many years, primarily under its former name of O'Connor Vineyard.<br />
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Showing the almost predictable heat of a warm vintage, these are nevertheless well-made wines from Vincent's second commercial vintage. I was especially taken with the Zenith. Predictably, it's the more expensive of the two, but it has a certain meatiness that I sometimes associate with the Pommard clone that it's made from. Showing lots of nice black fruit typical for the AVA. That's not to say there's anything wrong with the other wine, which is a very nice value for $24, but the Zenith is a clear step up.<br />
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<b>Helioterra</b><br />
<b>2009 Willamette Valley pinot noir</b><br />
<b>2009 Vintner's Select pinot noir</b><br />
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These wines are from three vineyards in the Eola-Amity Hills. People there must be very accommodating to new winemakers. Once again showing the typicity of the AVA, they show nice dark cherry and blackberry fruit, along with somewhat less heat than the Vincent wines (at least at this point). The Vintner's select is simply a barrel selection from the larger whole and, while an excellent wine, isn't as big a step up from the Willamette Valley wine as Vincent's Zenith is from his E-A bottling.<br />
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<b>Guild</b><br />
<b>White Wine</b><br />
<b>Red Wine</b><br />
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Good - no, GREAT values. The white is made from - I'm guessing now because I forgot to ask - primarily pinot gris with perhaps a bit of sauvignon blanc thrown in. It's lively and refreshing. The red is syrah, mourvedre and counoise, all sourced from Eastern Washington. This may be a value on the order of some of the better Southern Rhone and Languedoc wines from the 2007 vintage. Nicely meaty and chewy, it will be a fabulous wine to slurp around the old Weber for the next few summers if you're lucky enough to get some.<br />
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I also have a report on the Grochau (GC) and Boedecker wines but I'm tired of writing for now.Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-55815321859993333582010-05-04T09:27:00.000-07:002010-05-04T09:28:54.711-07:00Mmm . . . Bread Pudding<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">There are a million variations on bread pudding. Some of them call for artisan bread or "exotic" ingredients like Grand Marnier and citrus fruit zest, either orange or lemon, or perhaps cardamom and other spices such as nutmeg and/or cloves. I've seen recipes that have sauces, caramel or - in the case of bread pudding from New Orleans, bourbon. I say, if it sounds good, make it. This post isn't about the flavors anyway. It is, like many of my posts, more of a "how to".</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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What surprises me, though, is that so few people make crème brûlée at home, opting instead for ordering it in restaurants where it all too often suffers because of the constraints - mostly related to being able to serve it on demand - placed upon a kitchen that doesn't take its dessert program seriously. My hope is that you'll take this opportunity to follow along and learn to make your own. After all, it has all of four ingredients and is within the capabilities of a mature 10-year-old, but for some reason it intimidates the hell out of people.<br />
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Let's begin at the very beginning. Crème brûlées is nothing more than a custard which, at its most basic, is milk or cream sweetened and thickened as it cooks with eggs or egg yolks. Pudding is essentially a custard. So is flan. So is chocolate mousse unless you're using gelatin and so is ice cream; so if you can make any of those things you can make crème brûlée. In fact, crème brûlée is easier than ice cream because you don't have to cook the custard on top of the stove, which can be more than a little tricky.<br />
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Begin with egg yoks, sugar and vanilla. For each two servings you'll want two yolks, 1/4 cup sugar and 1 teaspoon of vanila extract. I realize it's fashionable to use vanilla beans but they're expensive, and I've never figured out how it is that every recipe - no matter how many servings it's supposed to make - calls for one vanilla bean. So, given that variable, I use vanilla extract instead.<br />
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There used to be a product called vanilla bean paste. Maybe it still exists but I don't see it at retail any more. Nielsen-Massey made it and someone made it for Trader Joe's (probably the same people). It had little flecks of vanilla bean in it and it had less alcohol than vanilla extract, making it ideal for something like crème brûlée. I'm too lazy to look, so perhaps you can find it somewhere, but I do know that Trader Joe's discontinued it about 3 years ago. Too bad.<br />
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To start, beat the egg yolks and the sugar in a bowl until they turn from bright yellow to a pale yellow and form what's called "the ribbon". This is when you lift your whisk out of the mixture and it forms a smooth "ribbon" as it flows back into the bowl. This picture and the next one (of the cream going in) are reasonably good depictions of the color before and after beating. This should take about a minute or so. Add the vanilla and whisk to combine. Note: if you have a bowl with a pouring lip or a big Pyrex pitcher, use it. It will make your life much easier in a few minutes.<br />
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In the meantime heat 1/2 cup of heavy cream per egg yolk in a saucepan. Use medium heat unless you're watching it like a hawk. You don't want it to boil over. In fact, despite what other recipes tell you, it shouldn't boil at all. It should just get hot enough to where there are little frothing bubbles at the edge and the middle is starting to squirm a little. This is called "scalding". It keeps a skin from forming on the cream, which you would then have to strain out. Most recipes call for this step and I have never had to do it.<br />
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Now, SLOWLY pour the hot cream into the egg/sugar mixture in a very thin stream, whisking constantly. It helps if you have one of those non-skid bowls, but you can also roll up a kitchen towel, curl it into a circle and put your bowl on it. This will keep it from skating across your counter. The reason for going slowly is to prepare the eggs for the heat of the cream. If you dump the cream in all at once you're going to have scrambled eggs.<br />
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After you've added the first half cup or so of cream you can pour much more quickly. Just keep whisking as you do. When everything is combined, pour the mixture into 6-ounce ramekins (this is where the pitcher or the bowl with the spout comes in handy), alternating the pours among the ramekins and whisking between pours so that you don't get a big blast of sugar and egg in the last ramekin. The stuff tends to settle.<br />
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Put the ramekins in a large pan and fill it with boiling water halfway up the sides of the ramekins. This is to keep the temperature steady in the oven and to keep the custard from over-heating. Water won't get any hotter than 212 degrees no matter how long it boils.<br />
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Bake at 325 degrees for 45 minutes to an hour, depending on your oven. The edges will be fairly set when you jiggle a ramekin but the middle will still look underdone. If you're in doubt, let them bake a little longer. Remove them from the oven and allow them to cool in the pan until they've reached room temperature and refrigerate until serving time.<br />
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When you're ready to serve, it's time to caramelize the tops and not before. This is where restaurants often run into trouble. They caramelize the tops and store the desserts in the refrigerator. This causes the caramelized sugar to absorb moisture from the custard and lose its crunch. You have to wait until the last minute, but you'll also need to make a trip to Home Depot, Lowe's or Ace hardware for an uncommon kitchen tool, the BernzOmatic torch.<br />
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Don't think for one minute you're going to go to Williams-Sonoma, Sur la Table or some other kitchen shop where they'll sell you a small torch especially designed for the job ahead. The only thing it's going to be especially designed for is failure. They're powered by butane like a re-fillable cigarette or cigar lighter and, while they create a flame, it's not nearly hot enough. By the time your sugar is caramelized the custard has warmed, ruining the dessert.<br />
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While it may look unwieldy and a bit like going squirrel hunting with a cruise missile, you need one of these bad boys. This one has automatic ignition which is handy, but it does cost extra. Unless you're askeert of lighting one manually with a sparker, a match, a lighter or the burner on your gas range, save your money.<br />
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Okay, so now it's time to do the deed and create a caramelized sugar crust. Simply sprinkle some regular table sugar on top, completely covering the custard. I know people who swear by Turbinado sugar or raw sugar or the stuff they sell as "granulated cane juice" or some such, but I always go back to regular, granulated sugar.<br />
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If holding the dish scares you - and this is really the only part where a ten-year might have a tough time with the making of crème brûlée - get an asbestos or other flameproof glove to hold the ramekins in. Keep the torch a good distance away as I'm doing here, move it constantly, and even twirl the dessert to spread the sugar around as it melts. Let it cool until it has formed a crust and, voila . . . crème brûlée!<br />
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Enjoy! Oh . . . crème brûlée goes really well with a sweet dessert wine with some acid. Sauternes is ideal, but anything with a lot of residual sugar and some acidity like a late-harvest riesling will work.<br />
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</div>Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-66803188859177300692010-03-06T16:50:00.000-08:002010-03-06T16:51:48.076-08:00Wow, Spring Is Really Here!I've been noticing and remarking on blooming things for a while now but the totality of it all just hit me. Spring is here ahead of the calendar and boy is it early!<br />
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I saw my first blooming daffodil about two weeks ago, obviously an early variety. The crocuses were about a week before that. Now <i>all</i> the daffodils are blooming at least two weeks ahead of schedule, along with the redbud and other pink and white-blooming ornamental trees . . . and the cherries - the real, edible ones. I've seen a slug of camelias in full bloom and early rhododendrons are out with others not far behind. Since the traditional peak of rhodie season is Mother's day (also the day to plant tomatoes and beans) anyone who arrives just for that should plan on getting here earlier. <br />
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The tulips are well up and should bloom soon, though someone told me he'd seen some actually in bloom. Either way, they'll bloom soon enough that they'll probably beat the Wooden Shoe Tulip Fest outside of Woodburn, OR, which begins on March 25 (Hint: don't try to go on a weekend. The line of cars looks like the closing scene of <i>Field of Dreams</i>, except it's not dark. Go on a weekday if you can). It's worth seeing at least once if you're in the area because it's REALLY impressive. 40 acres of flowers are nothing if not impressive.<br />
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I've even seen magnolia trees in bloom and it's way early for them. Willow trees are about half green and most other trees are showing at least swollen buds. The pieris are blooming and . . . geez, I'm having trouble accessing my internal hard drive where I've stored all this information, but I know there's more. In any event, I saw my first bee of the year this morning and I may have seen a robin on someone's lawn, but there was someone tailgating me so it was too tough to slow down and get a better look.<br />
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So what does this have to do with Duck Juice, you ask? Well, as lovely as this warm winter has been (the December dump of snow nothwithstanding) and it's 65 today, there's a scary side. What if the grapevines bud out (normally an April thing) and then we get a sudden, late frost or freeze? Disaster! The tender shoots will get damaged, severely limiting the crop.<br />
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Won't happen, you say? Hah! It's supposed to (maybe) be mixed frozen precipitation down to the valley floor with snow levels at 1200 feet on Monday (which is what they said on December 29 we got a sudden dump of several inches of snow that snarled traffic for hours), and below freezing Monday night. That won't be great for the flowering plants and trees but at least, except for the cherries, none of those things produce a crop that people depend upon to make a living.<br />
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So what's to do? Keep your fingers crossed, Duck Juicers. Keep 'em crossed.Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18017607726280709.post-40198085502762818912010-02-26T14:33:00.001-08:002010-02-26T14:33:30.866-08:00Some days, they're just too pooped to fly.<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V31POD2otRk&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V31POD2otRk&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463134145942394703noreply@blogger.com0