 Journeys through the world of food and drink.
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Nebb' and Flow Nebbiolo is a finicky grape from Italy's foggy northwest. And its wine is very expensive. Usually...
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We'll Always Have Germany Contrary to popular belief, the sky is not falling on German beers.
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The Wine of Beers Saisons: beers even a wine snob will love.
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A Chile Forecast Winemakers in Chile thought they were growing merlot. In the '90s, they learned the truth.
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Low Blow Not every brew needs to be a high-alcohol, extreme monster. Session beers have pleasures all their own.
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White Paper Screw the Fun Police. I'm drinking white wine in winter.
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Fancy Schmancy If you think we're in a rather austere moment, then you weren't at the 56th annual Fancy Food Show.
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On Big and Scary Wines
I've listened to the complaints about high-alcohol wine for years. And then I tried a few that I liked.
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| Stuck in Italy When life hands you volcanic ash plumes, make a week of Venice, wine bars, and sunny lunches.
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The White Stuff It's the season of crappy, mass-produced pinot grigio (and its defenders). It doesn't have to be this way.
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| Texting the Tuscan Sun A good wine is like an art exhibit, or a film, or a book. And you're not paying $80 to get into an art museum, are you?
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| Hotel Munch For Munch, summer nights were a miasma of heartache, melancholy, and unrequited love. How does drinking the new Edvard Munch Premium Aquavit compare?
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| The Sparkle in Italy's Eye The Italian makers of prosecco were horrified when Paris Hilton started shilling for a canned, Austrian version of the sparkling wine. But you can only feel so bad for people who live in castles.
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| Port Authority Port makers want their U.S. market to grow, but you try selling delayed gratification to a bunch of Americans.
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| The Port Dick Cheney Likes Find out you like the same port as Dick Cheney and Fidel Castro, and you'll realize taste is a very slippery slope.
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| The Lifestyle Beat There's life. And then there's lifestyle journalism.
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| A Game Journey Horse meat, moonshine, and musk. The French are dismissive of American cuisine, but getting to the primal roots of their food isn't so pretty. Our correspondent joins a wild boar hunt.
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