Now that I have been back in the US for about 3 weeks, the reverse culture shock has diminished and I am almost back to my routine ways. Having lived in Italy for 1 year while trying to adapt to the Italian culture as much as possible, I am finding the American way of life not as grandiose as once thought. I was actually more culture shocked returning to the US than first going to Italy. One of the biggest disappointments was not being able to drink wine with lunch. A couple of days after I returned to the US, I had to satisfy my craving for a 5 Guys cheeseburger. So some friends and I went to the burger joint and 2 things really captured my attention. The first being the size of the food served. The burger, fries and drink were easily the biggest food items I have seen in a year. The small drink was bigger than any drink I saw in Italy. I used to be able to finish off a double cheesburger, fries and coke easily, now I come no where close. Secondly, and perhaps the saddest was when I went to the beverage station and there was no wine to choose from. I guess subconsciously, I was thinking about filling up with a house Chianti, but the only drinks at this site were
sweet carbonated beverages. Having a glass of wine for lunch has been part of my life for the past year, and suddenly this aspect has been taken from me.
Living abroad has really opened my mind in many ways. While America is and always will be a great country, there are many other countries and ways of life that are equally as great.
Another disappointment for me has been the quality of food and architecture. So far I have eaten subs, pizza, cheeseburgers, cheese steaks and other American specialties but I am finding the quality of ingredients to be sub par. The submarine sandwiches are loaded with meats and cheese to a rather disturbing amount. Portions are huge and quality is low. This kind of sounds like Italian wine quality back in the 60’s, 70’s and 80’s, high quantity, low quality. Even the supermarkets don’t seem to be as good anymore, and I was huge fan of them before I left.
When in a store or just driving around, I am finding things not to be as beautiful and craftfully designed. It’s as if they just went through the motions. Nothing is a personal as it was in Italy. Everything out here is franchised and is missing identity to some degree , or in wine terminology-terrior.
That’s enough complaining for now, back to the job hunt…







This post might get a little geeky, so readers beware…
The pressure inside a champagne bottle is very large, and is roughly equal to pressure in a tire of an 18 wheeler. For this reason the bottles are made of thick glass and have a large bell or punt at the base(that indentation on the underside of the bottle). CO2 does not like to be trapped inside a bottle its like a prison for those little guys. When the pressure is released by popping the cork, the CO2 rushes to the top. This is known as effervescence and the smell of the erupting CO2 can be quite beautiful.
Most Champagne that we know is pretty expensive. Its hard to shell out 80-100 bucks for a bottle bubbles when you can buy 3-5 bottles of still wines for the same price. I am not going to try and rationalize the cost of a 500-1000 bottle of Champagne, but I want you guys to get a better feeling of how champagne is made so that you can understand where your money is going.
and if not enough, their will be no carbonation. Remember the equation for fermentation is : sugar + yeast—->ethanol + CO2. After the bottling they are laid on their sides in chalk caves so the 2nd fermentation can take place. During this period the yeast die in a process called autolysis. The dead yeast cells sink to the bottom imparting yeasty, bread-like aromas to the wine as well as complexity. The bottles must be left in this position for at least 15 months for non-vintage and 3 years for vintage champagne.
sometimes laborious process called remuage. This is when the dead yeast cells are coaxed into the neck of the bottle. Back before the use of machinery, a man called a remuer, would turn and angle every
I think that a lot of people love Champagne but don’t really know what they are talking about when they say the name. Most of the sweet stuff that we pour after dinner is not Champagne, but a cheaper alternative that has nothing to do with Champagne at all. The grapes are different, the region of production is different, and the vinification is different.
conditions for harvesting. He actually tried to STOP the second fermentation that takes place in bottle! This is totally ironic because this second fermentation in the bottle is the basis of the Methode Champenois.( I will discuss this method in the next post.) Good thing he did not succeed.
After about 4 years of sniffing wine I can now easily judge which is my stronger nostril. I am a right-handed person and so is my nose. I don’t know if there link between these, but I found it to be pretty interesting. I’ve asked my fellow wine friends this same question and their handedness also coordinates with their “nostrilness” if you will.
It just a occurred to me a couple of days ago what a “blog” really is. When you think about it, it is nothing more than a glorified journal. The word journal comes from Latin diurnalis, daily, then the French changed it a little to get “journal”. I always thought it was the dorkiest thing to write in a journal as a kid. “Dear Diary, class was great today, and I also talked to a girl named Sarah.” I could imagine that many journals started off like that. I wanted no part in a journal and I wanted no part in writing. But my, how the tables have turned.



2005 “La Piontoanaia”
“I Richiari” 2007 13.5%


Jurij is a staunch believer in that great wine comes from the grapes, not from the technology that you have. While technology can make your life easier, it doesn’t add anything to the grapes that isn’t already there. For instance his crusher/destemmer was bought in 1996 and is still working like a champion to this day. As you can see from the picture, he uses wooden wedges to keep the machine in place and he stands on some old palettes so he can pour the grapes into the destemmer. Now that’s classy.


