November 30, 2011 § Leave a comment
My column in the Portland Press Herald this week is a collegiate late-night bull session, or rather the kind of late-night bull session I would have had in college if I’d had better drugs. The column comes complete with a neologism; references to Salvador Dali, #Occupy, No Fear, Sophocles and Steve Jobs; and far-flung/half-successful attempts to define a new weltanschauung.
Whew. As usual, I get around to a couple of wines: one red Priorat, and one white Chateauneuf-du-Pape. Complicated, struggling, all-over-the-place wines that spin one’s head. Wines like this have been made for centuries, yet they feel like the sort of wines our current insane cultural moment seems to call for.