If only every day could start with a brunch like this.
The day the sale of our house was finalized last month, I treated myself.
Where do you go when you have a craving for quesadillas? Why, the J.J. Bitting Brewing Company, of course! All kidding aside, this was the first time I had eaten here in over two years. When I worked in Perth Amboy once upon a time ago, coworkers and I were here at least once a month….
“We talk, drink wine, have the first course, talk, drink wine, second course, talk, drink wine, main course, drink wine, talk, dessert, and more wine. Did I mention wine?”- Walter on dinners he hosts for his friends. If you survived the first installment and have come back for more, we shall proceed. We began the…
What’s this giant mushroom and why are you posting it on New Year’s Eve, you may be wondering? Well read on. The snippet below is from last year’s December trip to Kennett Square, Pennsylvania. And of course, what would a stay at this place on New Year’s Eve be without sticking around to see the…
Isn’t this a beautiful scene here? A sandwich from Taliercio’s with imported prosciutto, fresh mozzarella, roasted red peppers, and balsamic vinegar on crusty Italian bread with a glass of Federalist Cabernet.
My friend Walter and I (who I semi-profiled here) hanging out at the Strauss Mansion Museum during our monthly Jazz concert series. He’s drinking his usual white wine while I have Buffalo Trace bourbon and Pepsi 1893 cola. September 2017.
The exterior of the Rumspringa Brewery in Bird-in-Hand, Pennsylvania. Winery on the bottom, brewery, small-scale restaurant, and tasting room upstairs. Hard to believe that in a lifetime visiting the Lancaster area, this past summer was the first time I ever ventured inside. It was an awesome experience.
With Halloween right around the corner, this seems to be the perfect wine for the occasion.
Whenever I come home from lecturing, I usually have a martini. But since that was my dad’s drink, I have not really been in the mood for one the last few months. On this particular night, I poured myself a Napa River Merlot. Nothing fancy. I’m not much of a wine guy (horrible Italian, I…
Let’s stick with Frenchtown, New Jersey. This item was spotted in the window of a shop on Bridge Street. I’d say that’s just about right. Summer 2017.
The vineyards of the Laurita Winery in New Egypt. It was a blisteringly hot day, pushing 100. There was a food truck festival with some very underwhelming eating to be had. However, the local wine was great and the setting makes one feel temporarily transported to Napa Valley. Summer 2016.