Tulips

The story of Tulip Mania is one best recounted by a Dutchman.  I can do a pretty good Dutch accent but can’t write one.  Use your imagination – the story is better.  Drink a Grolsch.

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Monsieur Caviste

I can’t remember his name, so I’ll call him Monsieur Caviste, because that’s what he was.  I wonder what he’s doing now.  My best guess is that he’s one of those sharky French brokers who deal in flipped Lafon allocations and sell bottles of Romanee-Conti that maybe aren’t Romanee-Conti.  Maybe that’s unfair but the truth […]

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Three bottles: Hew Blair

I remain intrigued by the question of who knows what and who doesn’t in the UK wine trade.  Tasting, talking, drinking and working with the former camp has taught me most of what I know. I spent 2003 & 2004 working on the other side of St James’s Street: the side where the traffic now […]

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