Posts Tagged ‘wining/dining’

Wine Notes III

Sunday, October 19th, 2008

My little gathering in the closet is decreasing but then again - the purpose of wine is for it to be enjoyed right?

Yesterday I felt like trying something from the remaining US collection and a Syrah from 2004 became the object of my thirst. On my way back from D-dorf I also purchased some French reds and even though the Côtes du Rhône wasn’t exactly bad the Syrah tasted like paradise would probably taste like. A flight-ticket-to-Sonoma motivator. The French gets a humble MMM- and the Syrah a MMMMM. Yum.

Wine Notes II

Monday, July 28th, 2008

It’s summertime. Alcohol wise meaning Swedes are consuming a lot of rosé wine. As am I. Rosé has an undeservedly bad reputation but I’ll just dismiss that as the opinion of chronically narrow minded wine snobs. They don’t know what they’re missing!

Here’s how I feel. Just as there are bad whites and reds there are crappy rosés as well. Some research is at hand here. Recommendations from friends, the staff of your supplier or independent reviews is a good start.

I’m no expert but I’ll be your friend. Spend a few kronas extra (because the summer is too short to drink bad rosés) and go get a bottle (or five) of Domaine des Baguiers Rosé 2007.

Not only the beautiful bottle but the peachy color, crisp aroma and really dry and fresh taste will have you finish the bottle dangerously quick. So trust me, get more than one.

Wine Notes

Saturday, July 12th, 2008

I need to take the category “wining/dining” a BIT more seriously to keep protecting it’s survival. I carried home twelve bottles of local wines from California and Washington and still suffered from overweight. The remaining bottles found new loving homes with the local Seattleites before leaving.

Also I suppose I should give the Swedish alcohol monopoly a break until further notice. They surprised me with two promising Zinfandels on the shelf today, one of which I had actually heard of on my last trip to the US. The other was the only Zin from 2004 (I imagine them being slightly smoother with age) and also the wine starring in this wine note.


MonteVina, Sierra Foothills, Zinfandel 2004
Price: 116 SEK
No. 1215401

I might be right on the age thing. I’ll know more after trying the 2005. A berry-like, fruity yet smooth, wonderfully round and full without being too heavy. Probably nice with some red meat or cheese but I enjoy it on it’s own. Some dark chocolate could also work fine with this beauty. I reluctantly praise Systembolaget for their choice. MMMM

Melting and Tasting in Yakima

Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008

Hyatt Vineyards front yardI know I’ve only been publishing picture after picture from this great trip. I haven’t told you ANYTHING on why I’m here and what’s up with Washington state. Well, I won’t today either but I’ll give you a short background on todays tour.

Washington state is ranked second nationally in wine production and has over 500 wineries. The wine country share the same latitude as Burgundy and Bordeaux in France. Yakima Valley is one of nine regions and it’s primary grape varieties are Chardonnay, Riesling, Merlot, Cabernet Sauvignon and Syrah.

Wine touring in WA has been on my itinerary before I even had one. Yakima is a convenient choice as it’s only a 2,5 hour drive from Seattle. A very scenic and spectacular drive starting with lush green mountains with snow on top through the Cascades. Just 1,5 hours later the Douglas Firs are gone and replaced by sandy canyons, gravel roads and 35 C (95 F). I’m melting and tasting my way through the valley, getting more and more concerned about luggage issues as I loading the car with bottles…

Yakima Valley winery map - my picks. Washington Wine Commission, website.

Tasty Sonoma

Thursday, June 19th, 2008

Hotels wine of the day - hooray, Zinfandel!

I’m on Alaska Airlines from Seattle to San Francisco. My passenger neighbours are a family living in Dallas, Texas and my two hour flight turns into great conversation and new acquaintances with shared stories of their trip to the pacific northwest.

Two hours later in sunny California, I pick up my rental car at the counter and head for Sonoma Valley. I seemed to have choosen the right hotel: The complimentary home baked cookies in a jar in the lobby along with the cheese and wine in the late afternoon are just one of the sweet treats at the Inn at Sonoma.

After being out all day tasting and shooting I end up on the patio of the Girl & the fig. I’ll make a tasty story short. If someone told me afterwards that the steamed mussels, the perfectly cooked Alaska halibut and the melty strawberry semifreddo was my last meal I’d smile and say that I wouldn’t have had it any other way, thank you very much. And if you, like me, happen to be in Sonoma only ONE night I’d tell you to go to the Girl & the fig. Just like I was told. Nuff said!

1,5 hours later I walse out with a little smile on my face, feeling six month pregnant. The need to walk it off leads me to a cute house down the street. I nice man comes out on the front yard while I’m taking pictures of his house. He invites me in to see his framing gallery and his work. We end up chatting about this and that and again I leave with another shared story.

Back at the hotel I find my room in a slighty different condition than I left it. The curtains has been drawn, my bed has been made and there’s chocolate on my pillow together with tomorrows weather forecast and breakfast hours.  I make a nice bath, turn on the fireplace and crawl into bed with my cookie and laptop. Life’s good. And I still have breakfast left!

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Sunday Salmon

Monday, June 16th, 2008

Fresh pacific salmon, ready for the grill.

I’m very well taken care of. Yesterday I was picked up and taken for a nice garden dinner with fresh salmon, beautiful tarte tatin and french cheeses. Accompanied by some great Pinot Noirs and good company. A delicious ending of my first weekend in Seattle…


A potential threat

Thursday, April 3rd, 2008

There are streets you hard ever walk in your own city. One street, which is inofficially called hair dresser street (frisörgatan) is that kind of street. People might use it as a short cut, and there’s more hair dressers in that street than anywhere else I think. I visited my hair dresser today so I happened to walk on this very street which has now been blessed with what could be a huge potential threat to my personal economy. A French bistro.

Sure, we have some bistros of that kind, but there’s not a lot of them. Especially not in that part of town (city center, shopping district). I have not seen this very particular one before and after hooking up with Matt, hungry as always, I suggested we try it. Ma cuisine. Owned and run by Jeff who speaks French to us. I don’t understand a word except for Beaujolais when he gives us the wine list tour. I’m really not gonna bore you with details, if you live in Göteborg, just go. The service is half the joy, the food is superb and Jeff and his staff are friendly and efficient. He kisses my hand as we leave and I’m seriously thinking of putting myself on their black list. For my the well being of my economy.

It’s 8 pm and look. Spring IS here. Downtown Göteborg, close to the harbour on our way home after dinner.

The reason I took Dutch

Monday, March 31st, 2008

Through the years, whenever I choose to reveal my darkest educational secret, people have asked me why oh why did I ever take Dutch as a language course at the university? Good question. I really don’t know. I was bored, I liked the Dutch and enjoyed Amsterdam? No good?

Well, today I discovered the true reason to why I managed six months of Dutch at Göteborg university. Close to the office there is a little cheese shop called “More than cheese” (Mer än ost, Olskrokstorget). The owner is a very tall (of course) Dutch guy who’s obviously really into cheese. He’s knows his way around old Goudas and always give me advise on what wine to enjoy with my newly purchased Klaver. I like the guy and he’s part of the whole cheese buying experience. The neat part of it is not the guy or the really sweet Gouda though, it’s the wrapping around each piece of cheese.

Conclusion: if I had NOT taken Dutch I would NOT be able to read the cute little instructions on the wrapping on how to cut your cheese. Sure, I can look at the drawing since I’m not visually impaired or anything, but the small joy for me is to be able to read, pronounce and actually comprehend the content of the instructions knowing that most people can’t. Because they didn’t take Dutch at the university. ;)

Chibi prefers the really old Gouda, Klaver comes in second place.

Smörrebröd etc.

Sunday, March 23rd, 2008

What stereotypical Danes we are. Put all of us together and we’ll drink schnaps, eat smörrebröd, drink some more schnaps and add some beer to that, and say ’skååål’ (cheeeers!) every five minutes. The Danes are quite simple and easy going folks. Really, just give us some cold ones and we’ll get along no matter what. I haven’t seen some of my family for five years or so, and yet my cousins are just as silly and funny as always. I mean, the only change you can actually notice are their kids growing up, part from that they’re the same people.

Smörrebröd, traditional multi-topping sandwiches.

Gathering in the kitchen.

Granny (impressive 89 years) with my silly cousin (right) and his lovely wife.

Cold start

Saturday, March 22nd, 2008

Windy, cold and sunny, typical island weather in March here on Aeroe. Traditionally the islanders (and Danes in general I think) make a dough, wrap it around a stick and bake over open fire during Easter. Usually done on a field or by the sea, but it was freezing today so I refused to go longer than just outside the house. You’ll have your bread with sausages and eggs, and of course a cold Easter brew to wash everything down with.

Granny were dogsitting the Madsen dogs while the cousins and boys we’re making their set of grilled dough elsewhere, she’s on the side of the family that are not cat-people. Their dogs are great though, friendly, small and easy to be around.

Bob’s burgers & brew

Sunday, March 9th, 2008

Isn’t that just a great name of an all american restaurant? Our last lunch with the group took place here and it was an american ending, with free refills you might say.

A van full of foreigners were driven back to Seattle today. Trip’s over for this time and as always it leaves an empty spot inside. The rest though is filled with nice memories (in digital form) to bring back home. It has been a five-star stay all the way and I have Bodypoint to thank for that. Thanks also to our fellow distributors for making each night out memorable! Hope to see you all soon again :)

Wrapping up

Saturday, March 8th, 2008

Kvällen gör sitt inträde min sista kväll i Kanada. Vancouver är en enormt trevlig stad och jag kommer sakna den. Imorgon eftermiddag kör vi ner till Seattle för hemfärd på söndag. Staden som sjuder av liv har inte bara en japansk liten livs utanför dörren, utan även japanska crepes och överallt hör jag japanska. En märklig stad. Känslan av att sitta här och blogga, titta upp från skärmen och mötas av snöklädda bergstoppar med höghus i förgrunden och vattnet emellan är svårslagen.

Sleepless in Seattle

Wednesday, March 5th, 2008

Yeah, always wanted to have a post with that title obviously… Thing is that it’s entirely true and kind of sets the standard of the trip so far in Seattle. I won’t bore you with details so here’s a quick summary:

we’re 17 countries having fun across borders of both language and ages. But really, we’re here to work attending a international distributors meeting in Seattle followed by an international seating symposium in Vancouver, Canada, my present location. When approximately 17 countries goes out for dinner and drinks you never know what you can expect. The pictures below are handpicked to suit this blog of course. Any intl. distributor who want to see the rest, please e-mail me. Thanks for a great time in Seattle!


Monday, February 18th, 2008

har tidigare visat sig inte behöva innebära ångest. Så även igår när jag speedad på 11 timmars sömn storstädade, gjorde lasagne och bjöd över Jonathan på att förtära lasagnen med ett par kalla Heineken. Det är så man gör söndagar. Chibi visade sin gästvänliga sida som alltid och lade sig ogenerat i J knä så fort han vaknat från sin vanliga sovplats. Inte nog med det så fick han daimglass som tack. Chibi då.

England i Götet

Saturday, February 16th, 2008

Så här trevligt kan man ha det en fredag, om man är på Notting Hill i Göteborg t.ex. Med väldigt rara människor från VoF. Bilder från gårdagens VoF-träff.