An Urban Discovery

Read the article in the Gothamist here

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legacy

“The eldest of the girls, Frances, known as Fanny, was according to Peggy, “an incurable soprano.” She wore feather boas and a rose in her hair and was an excellent cook, but nevertheless was given to constantly wiping household surfaces with Lysol. The family story had it that after quarreling with her for thirty years, her husband tried to kill her and one of their sons with a golf club, failed, and threw himself in a reservoir with weights on his feet. Another aunt, Adelaide, was enormously fat and late in life deluded herself into thinking that she was having an adulterous affair with a druggist named Balch; though her family tried to convince her that Balch did not exist, she remained so guilty and remorseful that they eventually put her in a nursing home. A third daughter Florette, was Peggy’s mother.”

vino

I absolutely love wine, it is such an interesting idea when you really think about it. (I’m always surprised about how other people aren’t mesmerized and amazed by everyday things the way I am.) But anyways, I really like what Ray Isle, executive wine editor at Food & Wine, said in his feature for New York Mag’s, “Grub Street Diet”, (my favorite weekend read). Anyways, this is what he said about a lunch time tasting:
“The wines were spectacular. Various vintages, the oldest a 1967. No matter how long I work in the wine business, I still get a kick tasting wines that old. ’67 was the same year the Stones released “Ruby Tuesday.” People were protesting the Vietnam war. And here’s this bottle of fermented grape juice that’s transformed over the four decades since then into something ethereal and extraordinary. I’m biased — I love wine — but I do think that’s sort of mind-blowing.”