Three bottles: Antonio Galloni

Big fish landed.  That so many people are prepared to share their experiences says a lot about the wine trade and the people that work in it.  It’s a good place, as it should be. As one critic in particular slowly steps back from the stage, the other players become more important.  Are they all […]

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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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Golden Taps

Something needs to be written about Bordeaux.  About how it might, just might, totally eat itself.  About how so many properties in St Emilion have completely lost the plot in terms of their winemaking; about how many of the chateaux on both sides of the river have lost the plot in terms of pricing.  About […]

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Kissing a fool

Last week I fell back in love with Bordeaux a bit.  Just a bit.  And I’ve never really been out of love with Bordeaux, it’s just, well, there is only so much you can take, isn’t there?  If you view your relationship with Bordeaux as just that – a relationship – Bordeaux has been, well […]

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