tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61883723752264984852024-02-06T19:07:48.795-08:00CépageCépage is a huge conglomerate based in Reno, Nevada dedicated to distributing beer and wine from family owned estates that are hand crafted and made in small batches using only the best ingredients. We work with farmers, and some hipsters, from all over the world that are conscious of their craft and their land.D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-14854967809904319432011-11-30T17:48:00.001-08:002011-11-30T18:47:43.363-08:00New and NotableA bevy of handcrafted beers have just breached our sagebrush laden shores. Please have the Siri function on your iPhone send us your orders.<br />
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-De Proef Flemish Primitive #3 Surly Bird. Our first offering from the Great Professor, Dirk Naudts, in sometime. Needless to say we are excited. You should be too. Plus we have KeyKegs!<br />
-Drie Fonteinen Oude Geuze (375s) and Schaerbeekse Kriek (750s) are back.<br />
-Coniston Bluebird XB is finally back. Sorry for the long delay.<br />
-Mikkeller Porter 12/500ml and 7.92g KeyKegs.<br />
-Mikkeller Barrel Aged Chipotle Porter 12/375ml.<br />
-Mikkeller bubbly. The Nelson Sauvin Brut is back. It's a must try and one of the coolest things to have ever been bottled.<br />
-Amager Rye Porter 12/500ml<br />
-All of Andres Kissmeyer's amazing beers are back, Honey Porter, Pale Ale and PilNZer. And we have KeyKegs of Pale Ale and PilNZer.<br />
-Epic is back! Many of you thought the day would never come and were allegedly planning on firebombing our global headquarters. You can all rest easy now as we have decent stock of Armageddon and Pale Ale plus the Mash Up collaboration which we believe includes every brewer in New Zealand.<br />
-Speaking of New Zealand, we have a couple new breweries from that little speck on the other side of the world: Invercargill and Yeastie Boys. We have two beers from Invercarill Boysenbeery (a Belgian style Kriek beer) and Smokin Bishop (a German style bock beer) and two beers from Yeastie Boys, Digital IPA and Pot Kettle Black.<br />
-Haandryggeriet Odin's Tipple is back. Odin's Tipple is the coolest beer in world made with one strain of wild yeast and lots of chocolate malt.<br />
-Haandryggeriet Krokkebic 12/500ml. A sour ale brewed with Crowberries. What the hell is a Crowberry?! Who cares. It's from Haand. It will be amazing.<br />
-Niles Oscar Kalasol 20/330ml. Described as a slightly dark Oktoberfest.<br />
-Bourganel Biere au Nougat 24/330ml. This crazy French beer brewed with Nougat.<br />
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And in Kegs<br />
-Dieu du Ciel! Aphrodite and Blanche du Paradis<br />
-Ellezelloise Hercule Stout<br />
-Xbeeriment Madraz and #44<br />
-Haanbryggeriet Norwegian Wood<br />
-Nogne-O Batch #500 Imperial IPA<br />
-Oppigards Well Hopped LagerD.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-22197369609218388202009-09-11T09:42:00.000-07:002009-09-11T10:03:00.730-07:00A New Era Begins<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBPEk_oIKShzV7NxbvY0Lw2MkEUu3YrkPua55cHaueW4ZuFL-GqMl8oLyU1mwgCHqrctlUwHYId9TnTbq51DLRbASeYnsGEDV7XsQ7ILxckjKp_c7Q5HQGbH18JElYa_T785v6hkVTQACg/s1600-h/8826_1097957495832_1433486977_30209342_322239_s.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBPEk_oIKShzV7NxbvY0Lw2MkEUu3YrkPua55cHaueW4ZuFL-GqMl8oLyU1mwgCHqrctlUwHYId9TnTbq51DLRbASeYnsGEDV7XsQ7ILxckjKp_c7Q5HQGbH18JElYa_T785v6hkVTQACg/s320/8826_1097957495832_1433486977_30209342_322239_s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380254072358724914" /></a><br />We are incredibly pleased to announce that the future leader of the Drink Real revolution, Reed Martin, was born early this morning. He is a healthy little boy, and by the look of his nose already a fan of Cabernet Franc and Lambic. The father, Ty, the driving force behind our world wide operation, and mother Beth, enlightener of little and large minds alike, are both doing well. We raise a glass to you both with heartfelt hope, pride and congratulations, and we leave you with a thought from our attaché in Québec.<div>"I never thought of myself as an adult until my newborn, still warm from birth, clutched to me for security. It was as if I could feel my heart in him."</div>D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-24230521546089331202009-08-24T19:53:00.000-07:002009-08-24T20:19:36.212-07:00there's a bluebird in my heartWe'd like to give a special thanks to Duncan Mitchell (proprietor of The Chapel Tavern) for single handedly selling us out of Coniston's Bluebird Bitter. Luckily we have more arriving later this week. We consider ourselves lucky to work with someone like Duncan, and a handful of other bar owners, who understands that there is world outside of cheap corn based beers. Allow us to pay homage with Charles Bukowski-<div><br /></div><div>"there's a bluebird in my heart that</div><div>wants to get out</div><div>but I pur whiskey on him and inhale</div><div>cigarette smoke</div><div>and the whores and the bartenders</div><div>and the grocery clerks</div><div>never know that</div><div>he's</div><div>in there."<br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div>D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-89804523923647145952009-08-17T21:02:00.000-07:002009-08-17T21:19:08.621-07:00The Beer of Bandits<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0643qq4QPeuMgosA_gqws4nVw_HINC3mq3Ffhs8Nj-UQC-9Y96zcaEUj_Ntsqtn70cseiMZbRtK23n9dFwJR3TS8fdqQ2r4M6k-b3HuW_4gMKKW_2wz6v7fhucTIv8wQ4UkShGGYP-iBu/s1600-h/Blaugies_LaMoneuse.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0643qq4QPeuMgosA_gqws4nVw_HINC3mq3Ffhs8Nj-UQC-9Y96zcaEUj_Ntsqtn70cseiMZbRtK23n9dFwJR3TS8fdqQ2r4M6k-b3HuW_4gMKKW_2wz6v7fhucTIv8wQ4UkShGGYP-iBu/s320/Blaugies_LaMoneuse.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371152154714797026" /></a><br />We've been gone so long and so much has happened we don't really know where to start. Most importantly, we are working with The Shelton Brothers' beer portfolio. They have so many incredible brewers in their book that we would be fools to list just one, but that's what we'll do because we're full of fool's wisdom. <div>Blaugies La Moneuse</div><div>Go to St James' Infirmary and order one. </div>D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-31674587033064193872009-03-07T15:50:00.000-08:002009-03-07T16:10:52.951-08:00It's Just So Good<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEindfFcnbgJAA7CLwXxfY2WbogwPL_E4BY2adrZz2no4p496cZmpSMWbJeALBlg61Apy93f7G6lhGr0QKKUCannp248cNd0HcxOXKUcoI256IlpSQP3OfofahhHuDUnWEu5xBXBDkeI3v_3/s1600-h/FAKE.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEindfFcnbgJAA7CLwXxfY2WbogwPL_E4BY2adrZz2no4p496cZmpSMWbJeALBlg61Apy93f7G6lhGr0QKKUCannp248cNd0HcxOXKUcoI256IlpSQP3OfofahhHuDUnWEu5xBXBDkeI3v_3/s320/FAKE.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310602198251248674" /></a><br />Our egotistical leader finally relented, after three months and change of soaking up the well wishes of others, and decided to let us move forward with wine blogging and worthless tidbits. So it begins again. We have started working with a new superstar in the Loire Valley. His name is Eric Chevalier and he makes mind boggling (when your mind boggles you're truly living) Chardonnay and Fie Gris from somewhere in the Muscadet. Above is a picture of the young turk with a bottle of his Fie Gris. The wines will arrive in May. We humbly request you buy vast amounts.D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-85642688590156109442008-12-03T10:16:00.000-08:002008-12-03T12:13:06.849-08:00December 3rd 2008<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGvdrcbkR3eKq4iQZjA52AUshC-Hk7VyuLrWNCq0NHNm_Dv8c5qDN7n0YH1CBHNSQ59noLJ4MskLYJ6BJLQ7mYIW0eN-bgZackvAWztozZ1bc6RmAtlQ5yt1hkqMl_IsPJirXKI3Vm1CDn/s1600-h/1097.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGvdrcbkR3eKq4iQZjA52AUshC-Hk7VyuLrWNCq0NHNm_Dv8c5qDN7n0YH1CBHNSQ59noLJ4MskLYJ6BJLQ7mYIW0eN-bgZackvAWztozZ1bc6RmAtlQ5yt1hkqMl_IsPJirXKI3Vm1CDn/s320/1097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275653626237879218" /></a><br />One year ago today our absentminded and feckless leader, Devlon, was admitted to St. Mary's regional hospital for corrective heart surgery. Wherefore he asked to issue a brief statement. This breaks with our code so we put it to a vote. Just as our president elect was fond of doing while in the Senate, Devlon voted "Present." <div><div>151 voted yea. </div><div>150 voted nay.</div><div>The statement issues forth. Let it be know that the opinions expressed are neither supported or condoned by Cépage Selections, LLC.</div><div><br /></div><div>"We usually leave all communiques to our press advisor in Budapest but I couldn't turn down the perfect opportunity to strum on your heartstrings and guilt you into a sympathetic purchase of organic European wines. Please write your generous order on cigarette paper, roll it, place it in a tube and attach it to a Homing pigeon's leg. </div><div>At one year, I'm thankful for the skilled and steady hands of Doctor Rakesh Pai, for all those that kept me caring and laughing (if you received a text or email from me today saying "Thanks.", it's you), for the absurd burlesque that is this world, for the authentic and delicate wines of Marc Ollivier and Didier and Catherine Roussel, for the many people that say our wines are too dry or too unusual, for putting my faith in what is tangible such as family and friends (if you received a text or email from me today saying "Thanks.", it's you) and not the supernatural, for bikes and treadmills, for no longer having holes in my heart, for pictures snapped at random, for arugula mixed with bacon, for the professor in college that compared my writing to Virginia Woolf, for the literary agent that said my writing was rubbish, for the person that told me she loved Chardonnay but hated Chablis, for Cabernet Franc and Gamay, for my suppliers who saw me through the almost zero sales mouth of last December and the subsequent hardest year of my life, for the subtle rhythms of Cummings and Elliot and Nabokov et al etc... for all that have told me they loved me, for the whole LDM crew, for the chance to wake up this morning and look at something and someone beautiful, for bright planets and steam that rises off of teacups, for all our customers that have the will to hand sell wines, for various and sundry songs, for text messages at once private or peculiar or very very funny, for mothers fathers brothers aunts uncles et al etc..., for good restaurants with real wine lists, for having all my fingers and functional tear ducts, for obese Pomeranians, for fluctuating currencies and (to paraphrase Beckett or maybe it was Charlie Wilson) for having another chance not to fuck up the endgame." </div><div>Devlon Moore</div></div>D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-11531621660307225822008-11-25T21:18:00.000-08:002008-11-26T08:48:22.212-08:00Happy Birthday Boo!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjujJtgRr1fBhHSU7epkqXPo46bX4gtvQ0wpawzIPDlO2Qm2KBX_mrAu1qqc0SUC2F2Y_dVpDP08UepnVBK8nnemGZr7ib_qAX6-JNYUG4Bhh93IZiiJ25gEIKpH4KzlHRR4SpbkHPL-hi3/s1600-h/Fat.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjujJtgRr1fBhHSU7epkqXPo46bX4gtvQ0wpawzIPDlO2Qm2KBX_mrAu1qqc0SUC2F2Y_dVpDP08UepnVBK8nnemGZr7ib_qAX6-JNYUG4Bhh93IZiiJ25gEIKpH4KzlHRR4SpbkHPL-hi3/s320/Fat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272839342936627442" /></a><br />In a couple of hours the brilliant Laurel Cook turns 27 years of age. Laurel is based in London, but runs our advertising department and keeps the minutes from our daily meetings (we are truly a global conglomerate and much like Citigroup too big to fail). Laurel is a trusted advisor with a keen business mind. More importantly, she is also a loyal friend and the world does not bequeath many of those. We hope the 26th of November brings Laurel as much joy as a hot bowl of baked beans does our spiritual advisor above.D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-57101079114349130712008-11-25T20:48:00.000-08:002008-11-25T21:17:28.834-08:00Talking in Bed<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJUKHS-rEsfeDhEYsxx7qwc8q6wjjI6VVKPdikEZ13umG1unJBCCLURwgTXIELAayZJsMOovYJeHJttYBrYsAqiZmXuC_zO4mID6iM7Ar8lV8RSm_ouh3UgvQsGrX_iXPrm0Z_bUQOlBkg/s1600-h/Philip_Larkin_in_a_library.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 246px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJUKHS-rEsfeDhEYsxx7qwc8q6wjjI6VVKPdikEZ13umG1unJBCCLURwgTXIELAayZJsMOovYJeHJttYBrYsAqiZmXuC_zO4mID6iM7Ar8lV8RSm_ouh3UgvQsGrX_iXPrm0Z_bUQOlBkg/s320/Philip_Larkin_in_a_library.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272829969840820498" /></a><br />Lately, we've been updating our sales book, and in order to keep our sanity we've used the downtime to reread some of our old college favorites. Philip Larkin has been especially appealing. We're surprised we lost track of the old Brit, but perhaps years of excess in the french hipster wine scene have dulled our memories. Larkin is known for such works as "This be the Verse" and "Church Going" but his true masterpiece is a small poem called "Talking in Bed." We suggest our rabid readership commit it to memory. You will be better for it. Just don't drink it away.<div>Late last night we were speculating about Mr. Larkin's wine tastes. Boringly, we settled on claret and port but not in a stuffy Michael Broadbent kind of way. If Larkin wasn't 23 years in the grave we would send him a bottle each of Moulin-Pey-Labrie and Quinta do Infantado with a small note: "Wines at once true and kind."</div>D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-72694891652613479092008-11-18T17:05:00.000-08:002008-11-18T17:38:32.826-08:00Ty Martin Joins The Crew<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcBhjyOEI95xw1j0dxkjWSjpyYl742txDpAwhq_qAUMPMMLSPLSiL5hH2nUUhFqTH2IJcFNaak4-2zDl-0tdLpJzq4-b2mFpKfiUjztXzYs8HLCbJtyyolgsYVlsYFb9G6YtGirCxwbCSz/s1600-h/youth-wine.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcBhjyOEI95xw1j0dxkjWSjpyYl742txDpAwhq_qAUMPMMLSPLSiL5hH2nUUhFqTH2IJcFNaak4-2zDl-0tdLpJzq4-b2mFpKfiUjztXzYs8HLCbJtyyolgsYVlsYFb9G6YtGirCxwbCSz/s320/youth-wine.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270174241619796402" /></a><br />Reno's most sought after job opening has been filled by the guileless Ty Martin (photo above), former manager of Jungle Vino. Ty liked to buy large amounts of wine from us at Jungle Vino and when he expressed interest in moving to the next level, selling large amounts of wine for us, we were ecstatic. Our sales book is a challenging one and it needs talented wine people, just like Ty, to sell it; people who understand that the wine world is far bigger than California. We know that our loyal customer base will be tremendously pleased with the opacity of Ty's tireless and aggressive sales pitches. We are so happy to have another person to force large amounts of work on for very little pay. We know that when we're old, with skinny fingers and swollen livers, we will look upon this hiring as the beginning of our domination of Northern Nevada's prepubescent wine scene.D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-45268709832030474602008-11-05T15:53:00.000-08:002008-11-06T17:28:29.190-08:00The Pine Cone Ball November 17th<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifL1zO32MWPOSBa7-g35SVw0WjmtLtb0ArChIKMvIyPzfyBsOZ13g7Hs8XtGfO9uHpkOA8_pDnIfPBrJGeSI2grn5Rx5G7P4RSd_7Kq3QVWpjh1W7N4XNMFvzOnJ51BlgD35vlaWj3dRQH/s1600-h/siegel.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifL1zO32MWPOSBa7-g35SVw0WjmtLtb0ArChIKMvIyPzfyBsOZ13g7Hs8XtGfO9uHpkOA8_pDnIfPBrJGeSI2grn5Rx5G7P4RSd_7Kq3QVWpjh1W7N4XNMFvzOnJ51BlgD35vlaWj3dRQH/s320/siegel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265334779038262962" /></a><br />We are incredibly pleased to be a part of this year's Pine Cone Ball. This is an annual event put on by Nevada Econet and its fearless leader, the brilliant and beautiful Lauren Siegel (pictured above with some other random blonde haired person that we believe to be a woman). The Pine Cone ball awards those that have gone out of their way to help sustain and improve the natural environment of the Truckee Meadows. Undoubtedly the who's who of Reno's cognoscenti and environmental lobby will be there, mixed in with a few hipsters, and we have pledged to donate enough organic wine to get and keep everybody drunk and festive. We hope all our loyal readers will show up and help make this year's event a smashing success. After all, Nevada is now a blue state so it is our civic duty to support all things natural, environment and wine. We will be pouring the wines of two French luminaries, Christian Chaussard and André Chatenoud. Both are heavily entrenched in France's natural wine movement. Tickets are only $50.00 per person. Please come out on November 17th and support us, your community, and one of Reno's best and most worthy non-profits. D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-83911717242386947722008-10-29T21:28:00.000-07:002008-10-29T21:45:12.967-07:00The Devil Came On Horseback<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfpsBjNXYRl3G5dWyHKLKhQM6SxjQbMMHQNyM81ONY60Gs57b7xfT7zYqU-n2L-cX9DPVVjM1ewjHo_rYzZjBUVLgO2c0DU_y-i-k4yHXIgZEYBi8hca9BnwoK34Xv69jnqZpMYXoUWMHV/s1600-h/200px-Devil_came_on_horseback.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfpsBjNXYRl3G5dWyHKLKhQM6SxjQbMMHQNyM81ONY60Gs57b7xfT7zYqU-n2L-cX9DPVVjM1ewjHo_rYzZjBUVLgO2c0DU_y-i-k4yHXIgZEYBi8hca9BnwoK34Xv69jnqZpMYXoUWMHV/s320/200px-Devil_came_on_horseback.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262803014188371170" /></a><br />Above is the poster of a critically important and breathtakingly honest documentary about the genocide in Darfur. We entreat all our fifteen readers to watch this film. At the end of the film there is a list of ways to get involved. First and foremost, you can write your elected officials expressing your concern about Darfur and the hundreds of thousands of innocent Africans being slaughtered by Islamic militias such as the Janjaweed. Anything will help, including posting on a worthless little wine blog. D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-56119921577782910302008-10-24T10:54:00.000-07:002008-10-24T17:20:55.427-07:00A Brief Window Into The Glamours Life Of WineWe just returned from Louis/Dressner's annual portfolio tasting. It was a glamours tasting full of glamours wine distributors from all over the country. Here is our glamours itinerary in a poorly written and slipshod stream of consciousness: <div>Red eye flight from Oakland to JFK no sleep even with the help of Valium meet the great Vulgur Little Monkey at JFK spilt an expensive cab taste and spit wine for four hours rave about the sparkling wines of Ca de Noci and Donati Camillo plus primitivo in anfora eat drink eat drink go to hotel can't brush teeth because gums hurt so bad from wine shower sleep in shower meet old friends and associates for more wine and great dinner at Marlow and Sons full Cépage stamp of approval realize that we've slept one hour in two days fire down some espresso along with some other substances get sentimental as Kevin Mckenna talks about 20 years of LDM laugh hard as Joe Dressner talks about 20 years laugh hysterically as Eric Texier talks about drinking Mollydooker go to Ten Bells full Cépage stamp of approval drink until Polaner reps start falling off chairs and fights almost break out go to Blue Ribbon Bar punch the great Ken Rosoti in the stomach drink campari and commence sending texts to everyone we know intermixed with drunken nostalgia and courting go to wrong hotel find right hotel laugh rambunctiously with VLM trusted advisor and dear friend sleep for 5 hours laugh rambunctiously as VLM instigator of debauchery and mortal enemy misses plane take flight home emergency landing in Denver miss connection in Oakland stay in Oakland hotel dark scary smells of mold arrive home amongst throngs of fans cloaked in glamour.<div> </div></div>D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-89049764361924501042008-10-09T11:51:00.001-07:002008-10-09T12:35:44.412-07:00Matt Marcewicz in The Wine Spectator<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZak0w1qck6tLM3Ao_UqartQO57azWf5pV7T7HV8YCEqNcyRRdgRJASK1kOdBOQfQfHVWvA2UzsSxySd7uvSIveJPfPPy1teygFZWjjeh4JxDZlYLXiaOumD6Xxo62A2YZ0PJkm_qzZ0_0/s1600-h/Little+Guy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZak0w1qck6tLM3Ao_UqartQO57azWf5pV7T7HV8YCEqNcyRRdgRJASK1kOdBOQfQfHVWvA2UzsSxySd7uvSIveJPfPPy1teygFZWjjeh4JxDZlYLXiaOumD6Xxo62A2YZ0PJkm_qzZ0_0/s320/Little+Guy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255239954545795698" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">That's right, Reno's own Matt Marcewicz of Washoe Wine Company is in the current issue of America's third favorite lifestyle magazine. The picture is of Jeremy Seysses (winemaker of the absurdly overpriced Domaine Dujac) as he talks to a young rogue in his cellar. The rogue's face is turned from the camera but one can recognize that unruly pate anywhere. For reference we have included a picture of Matt in his youth; he is undoubtedly happier in the cellars of J. Seysses. <br /></div><div>We are currently trying to organize a picture signing at Washoe Wine and have offered to pour the wine in our book that is most like Dujac: Domaine de Reuilly Rouge. Matt is yet to return our call. No doubt the flood of publicity has overwhelmed him and Washoe Wine is doing record sales.</div>D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-24554557293952461712008-10-03T13:22:00.000-07:002008-10-03T13:34:51.331-07:00Religulous<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfwo2J7ykwsfKKO546X49WKAO2shPN-5GjkuFEU8se9n8BfIpneOwP35qJzl7-Qgfd9w_yIjClxKwx-w060x6Ggum_KVo-wXi_fvxLn86X7E2oc_O3dkHnf0AsNhrlJOXZ1aTeIcyUp5v-/s1600-h/maher.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfwo2J7ykwsfKKO546X49WKAO2shPN-5GjkuFEU8se9n8BfIpneOwP35qJzl7-Qgfd9w_yIjClxKwx-w060x6Ggum_KVo-wXi_fvxLn86X7E2oc_O3dkHnf0AsNhrlJOXZ1aTeIcyUp5v-/s320/maher.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253028710133421074" /></a><br />Cépage's whole sick crew will be attending a Monday matinee of Bill Maher's "Religulous" at the Riverside. We invite all our good customers to join us (not so good customers will be immediately attacked and thrown in the River), as we will have a stash of natural wine, and Riedel's line of plastic cups, to enjoy during the show. What better way to celebrate reason and rationale than with natural wine? Please contact our reticent and reluctant leader, Devlon, for more details. 646-509-0900.D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-33182316812236312052008-09-24T21:54:00.000-07:002008-09-24T22:47:04.337-07:00Street Vibrations<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiTkZ2600zHrvn6oai_toSQCw_u8PzPgYYRbt-uBkMyBNzTS1DAH1TP3UlLBnN4dAWjZxFxPLqN27PkiMMQ_s3lus1ZH79eH2S9yEPGIQa0eBL9zXcTpRqazOHbaTIRKxWqjaSStTRXVYD/s1600-h/tibet-tashi-angels.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiTkZ2600zHrvn6oai_toSQCw_u8PzPgYYRbt-uBkMyBNzTS1DAH1TP3UlLBnN4dAWjZxFxPLqN27PkiMMQ_s3lus1ZH79eH2S9yEPGIQa0eBL9zXcTpRqazOHbaTIRKxWqjaSStTRXVYD/s320/tibet-tashi-angels.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249828361132941442" /></a><br />Once again it's time for that lively fall fair know as Street Vibrations. Cépage welcomes the often burly participants and their belligerently loud motorcycles to Reno, though it does make it nearly impossible to deliver downtown, but that's pulling hairs. We believe that in no time Fat Daddyz, a biker Valhalla of sorts, will place an order for vast quantities of Domaine de Belliviere's Rouge Gorge. You see the biker mentality, its yearn for the open road and disdain for the shackle, is quite conducive to the subtle and challenging charms of Pineau d'Anis. Yesterday we sent our best schnook over to Fat D's with the sales pitch (you can't miss the grotto of greatness for there is a big sign right across the street pointing to it). Unfortunately, something went terrible wrong and our man on the ground was shanked with his own corkscrew. However, he returned to the office, though pale and still bleeding, positive that they had taken to the wine. We cleaned the wound with a dose of Cappallano Chinato and cauterized it with a smouldering cork. The above picture is all we have on the attackers. The little guy on the left was particularly violent.D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-73478190467601511402008-09-23T10:24:00.000-07:002008-09-23T11:06:49.106-07:00Introducing Cépage Financial SolutionsWith the financial markets in turmoil and the government running around bailing out everybody that made multiple dumb decisions we offer this unsolicited financial advice: sell stocks and buy wine. What will appreciate more in our new socialistic system than wine of the people? We are talking about inexpensive wines (25.00 and under) that are made by farmers without manipulation. Since the world is turning socialist (down with big business, up with big government), and no one will want to buy wines made by uber-wealthy oligarchies (down with big Cabernet, up with big Gamay), we predict the value of our wines, made by farmers with socialist leanings, to skyrocket. In the vein of your previous money manager, who now has large crescent moon sweat rings on his Ermenegildo Zegna suit shirt, let us put together a properly diversified new portfolio for you, all available and heavily discounted at Washoe Wine. <div>12 bottles of La Biancara Masieri Rosso 2006</div><div>12 bottles of Franco Noussan Cuve de la Cote 2006</div><div>12 bottles of Sansonniere Anjou Blanc La Lune 2006</div><div>12 bottles of A et MQuenard Mondeusse VV 2006</div><div>12 bottles of Occhipiniti Frappato 2005</div><div>12 bottles of Tue-Boeuf Cheverny Rouge 2007</div><div>12 bottles of Chignard Fleurie "Les Moriers" 2006</div><div>12 bottles of d'Anguera Finca L'Argata 2004</div><div>6 bottles of Maestro Sierra Oloroso</div><div>Stock these wines away in a cool slightly humid place, like the corner of your garage or under your water heater, and watch your money double/triple and quadruple. Also advised is to keep your current equity portfolio and use these wines to numb the pain until its value starts to rise again, but in today's climate who the hell cares about doing sensible things!</div><div><br /></div>D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-91688858669448158142008-09-21T20:03:00.000-07:002008-09-21T21:36:54.332-07:00A Moment Of SilenceI like to have a lot of fun with this blog, but the sign of a fool is one who can't recognize moments where sorrow and seriousness are required. So please permit me to change the substance and style of this blog for one particular post. I was informed of Didier Dagueneau's death on the 19th by e-mail while on the beach in Cabo San Lucas. At first I wondered how he could have died. He was relatively young. It turns out he died, even more tragically, by plane crash. I'll leave the eulogizing to the people that knew Didier, in particular Joe Dressner's beautifully written piece. Unfortunately, I never had the chance to meet Dider but I admired him from afar, both the man and his wines... After I digested the news I remembered the last time I had one of Didier's wines. It was just barely a month ago and it was a bottle of Pur Sang 2003 at Sezmu that Larry had pulled from his private cellar. I drank it with Imperial Lounge's own Ryan Gold. Earlier that day my girlfriend and I had split up and I was deeply depressed. Needless to say she was a person that I loved dearly and had now lost. That evening, Didier's wine (and the company) gave me a small reprieve from loss, a small sampling of happiness. So sadly, it is now he that is lost. D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-50292400800700708882008-09-16T17:16:00.000-07:002008-09-16T17:41:24.676-07:00Pop PhilosophyPeople need mechanisms to cope with life.<div>Religion is a coping mechanism.</div><div>Wine is a coping mechanism.</div><div>Therefore, wine is religion.</div><div><br /></div><div>*This blog will more than likely lay dormant for a few days because we're off to Cabo San Lucas until Sunday. Since we are glamours wine distributors we get to take these glamours trips and do comparative tastings of tequila and beer that never end glamorously. </div>D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-54356719228998578832008-09-16T12:48:00.000-07:002008-09-16T13:04:20.647-07:00Blood Of The Stones<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfBoyKVnMdcIR6UDJyoNXu_bGr3pCEWopIzeXV6QD8hiTMjcUMNIYmoSXGdNdznB-WxBQkrpTif8PIRYQYLI3lJzIufhQm317QH16xjLZ7XjhYO-K8NO4avS7E0YTDMt24_uZuUIRhlShC/s1600-h/images.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfBoyKVnMdcIR6UDJyoNXu_bGr3pCEWopIzeXV6QD8hiTMjcUMNIYmoSXGdNdznB-WxBQkrpTif8PIRYQYLI3lJzIufhQm317QH16xjLZ7XjhYO-K8NO4avS7E0YTDMt24_uZuUIRhlShC/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246711872739895890" /></a><br />We are very pleased to represent part of Kermit Lynch's portfolio and especially his estate in Vacqueyras, Sang des Cailloux. We got the 2006 in a few months ago and have been letting it sit in the cellar since then. We recently tried one and were overjoyed with the results. The 2005 was big and kind of sloppy of which can easily happen to Grenache in hot weather. The 2006, however, reminds us of the 2001 in that it has more delicate and subtle fruit and is lighter in body. We feel that Sang (and many other wines) is at its best when nature gives less scorching sun. Washoe Wine currently carries both the 2005 and 2006 and a wonderful experiment would be to try them next to one another. Why not throw a tri-tip on the barbecue and go after it? D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-57726228557714668642008-09-15T21:22:00.000-07:002008-09-15T22:29:06.197-07:00In a Sentimental MoodBesides full blown drunks and schnooks we consider ourselves crackpot business men which is why we read <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">The Wall Street Journal</span> in the morning, while waiting for the phone to ring. However, we couldn't help but notice the dire amount of destruction inked to today's pages, bombings of people and businesses, conglomerates alike, lost dogs and loves, stolen cars and pensions, flooded out houses and parks plus tax cheats and newly filed unemployment reports. A wonderful Pakistani poet once wrote: "This world of ours bleeds/With more pains than just the pain of love;" <div>It's easy to bleed with this world, figuratively and literally. Occasionally we hope some bleeding soul might take a bottle of ours and share it with people he or she loves, under many sentimental gazes and grasps. That, after all, is the greatest thing about wine. The fact that it can bring people together and keep them caught in moments of contentment and happiness. We might also recommend the music of Andrew Bird or the poetry of E.E. Cummings, mixed with a slightly chilled bottle of Clos Roche Blanche.<div><br /></div></div>D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-24233074084278045132008-09-15T16:16:00.000-07:002008-09-15T16:52:10.048-07:00Whole Wines<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmJoM-zRtoFlRckfS4yinxbOv1Wxu-uIJvr7u_zj793asLIodbUb7QycZqzpZ3dELzSVrLPuGbb8kQd6v7FjaveKfnhxcbzoqOzUHGoLbDEJVfuoLsfsbsAaKLom0gK7v2VXo2k8TsG4Pw/s1600-h/200px-Whole_Foods_Market_logo.svg.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmJoM-zRtoFlRckfS4yinxbOv1Wxu-uIJvr7u_zj793asLIodbUb7QycZqzpZ3dELzSVrLPuGbb8kQd6v7FjaveKfnhxcbzoqOzUHGoLbDEJVfuoLsfsbsAaKLom0gK7v2VXo2k8TsG4Pw/s320/200px-Whole_Foods_Market_logo.svg.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246400120799948866" /></a><br />Since Whole Foods opened up in late June they have become our second best customer. We'd like to dedicate this love sonnet of sorts to John Mackey's brain child. Not only is the big company competently run and easy to work with but they also pay their bills on time! Their regional wine buyers are top notch and understand that the wine world is far larger than California. This local Whole Foods, in little Reno, Nevada, carries such wine luminaries as Franco Noussan, Cascina Tavijn, Francois Cazin, Terres Dorees, Gachot-Monot, Bernard Baudry, Domaine Fontsainte, Thierry Puzelat, Montesecondo, Luberri, Uriondo etc... Please, all 16 readers of this blog, while you're purchasing grass fed beef, stroll over to the wine section and ask for Peggy or Michael, two of the coolest wine salespeople in all of Northern Nevada. Tell them we sent you and that you're in search of real wine. Let us know you did this and we'll throw you a parade downtown, with rose petals and a marching band. Once you are punch drunk on plaudits we'll take you to that high end gallery of gastronomy know as Brickies Tavern for a burger and a beer.D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-7381668603916914722008-09-11T15:39:00.000-07:002008-09-11T16:36:40.182-07:00Dard & Ribo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzS9dqPEc50nlmkMP_EzVwnr5nlBVNELPZQNWI71TTgWgbSid2QNEGr36WiTnf695TXcu_PrNdzayeSHOylQ9mjI1v1Y34lNFWl8EDNCs-gMYzaWx3Rmx1CqAJz2BCzxjQuIbba33yYk2k/s1600-h/CROZES_HERMITAGE_WHITE.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzS9dqPEc50nlmkMP_EzVwnr5nlBVNELPZQNWI71TTgWgbSid2QNEGr36WiTnf695TXcu_PrNdzayeSHOylQ9mjI1v1Y34lNFWl8EDNCs-gMYzaWx3Rmx1CqAJz2BCzxjQuIbba33yYk2k/s320/CROZES_HERMITAGE_WHITE.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244911623508086482" /></a><br />Rene Jean Dard and Francios Ribo must be incredibly pleased to know that their wines are avaiable in the one hipster wine bar in Reno, just as in Paris and New York. The somewhat reclusive and cantankerous duo make lovely Rhone Valley wines, Syrah for red, Marsanne/Roussanne for white. This message is to inform our non-hipster customers that we still have small quantities of Dard & Ribo wines available. Here is what we have:<div><br /><div>Hermitage 2004: only a few bottles</div><div>St-Joesph Rouge 2005 and 2006</div><div>St-Joesph Blanc 2006</div><div>Crozes-Hermitage Rouge 2005 and 2006</div><div><br /></div><div>Please call, text or send telegram for pricing. We can tell you that they are cheaper than Chave, both Jean-Louis and Yann. <br /><div>Also please let us know if when drinking these wines you have uncontrollable urge to listen to the music of Devendra Banhart. It always happens to us. Perhaps it's because we could see either Monsieur saying to someone like Philippe Guigal: "I've watched you cakewalk to the immaculate conception for far too long." In French of course.<br /></div></div></div>D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-12801075698027839852008-09-10T11:51:00.000-07:002008-09-10T13:09:47.427-07:00Do Ferreiro Albarino<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzz8ZZT2H7vns9qMDy_BTePFEXzHL_Zq1XcJAKt8CZ6fwo71uSxkV9LeQvDcKtUxss0q_Ie5aqeoG6qKyiUkbW_g1zA82i0-WwweEXU_QFjZDd21vEzNw7GpJs3SHLyFGHrGxzLUsNrICA/s1600-h/32963.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzz8ZZT2H7vns9qMDy_BTePFEXzHL_Zq1XcJAKt8CZ6fwo71uSxkV9LeQvDcKtUxss0q_Ie5aqeoG6qKyiUkbW_g1zA82i0-WwweEXU_QFjZDd21vEzNw7GpJs3SHLyFGHrGxzLUsNrICA/s200/32963.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244487419028184210" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span></span></span><span><span></span></span>Here at Cépage we have decided to burn our neo-Luddite cards and embrace technology by adding pictures when we can. So here we give you the glamours label of Gerardo Mendez's equally glamours wine. Gerardo is one of the greatest farmers in our book. He has five hectares (made up of eight parcels worked organically) in the Rias Baixas in Spain, specifically the Salnes Valley sub zone. He ferments each parcel separately, in stainless steel with native yeast, and then blends before bottling. The final product is an Albarino of weight, depth and incredible minerality. There is no other Albarino in this constricted market place that can compare. Taste Do Ferreiro next to the competition before you accuse us of hyperbole. In fact, show up at our global headquarters on Plumas street with these two Albarinos: Morgadio and Burgans. We'll supply the Do Ferreiro and the grilled calamari. If you don't instantly taste the difference and buy vast quantities of Do Ferreiro, our security team will quickly water board you with the remaining Albarino abominations and ship you off to Pyramid Lake where we have camp set up for dissenters. <br /></div>D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-26386094901105391632008-09-09T21:28:00.000-07:002008-09-09T22:39:29.859-07:00A Cool Dip Into The MetaphysicalTonight at close we were left contemplating the great Robert Hass line: "All the new thinking is about loss." It's a line we often return to but can't always figure out why; of course that never stops us from soliciting a guess. Have you ever felt as though you are on the precipice of everything you want only to suffer one intrusion or last minute depletion, everything you could ever want in a person, a wine, a business, a life etc... What is left then, the shrug of the shoulders, the vulgar dismissive and the inevitable yoke of going on? <div>Here at Cépage we firmly believe that Jean-Paul Brun of Terres Dorees makes some the greatest wines in the world, in particular an utterly endearing Rosé. Yet, on its own, say without a plate of carnitas or a loved one and the warm spring sun, something seems to go missing, between the thought and the expression so to speak. Sadly, this seems to happen so much in life.<div>A good friend of ours, thankfully somewhat of a romantic, recently told us that he'd finally met a common ground girl, yet, predictably, she was tied to another. However, he was determined not to let it go to nameless dust. If we were to relate that to wine, and we relate everything to wine, we might say it's like the first time you have a wine and all the pieces fit: tasteweightdepthatmospherepersonfood... </div><div>And that's talking about hope.</div></div>D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188372375226498485.post-41759413775557901502008-09-09T10:10:00.000-07:002008-09-09T12:49:45.471-07:00Louis/DressnerThere is a lovely article on Joe Dressner, his wonderful wife Denyse Louis and their incorrigible dog Buster (whose likeness graces the rear bumper of our delivery truck) at Wine Terriors. Wine Terriors is wonderful blog written by a savvy Frenchmen named Bertrand Celce. You can find a link just to the right of this post. The so-called world of "natural wine" or "real wine" has been getting a lot of publicity lately. It started with Wine and Spirits, then Imbibe and now Wine Terriors. While we don't necessarily like to see our growers bunched under one banner or catch phrase we are still awfully pleased with the publicity. Very soon we expect the world, from hockey mom to pompous commentator, to ransack our global headquarters on Plumas street and loot our stash of Puzelat and Breton.D.G. Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072739125925843660noreply@blogger.com2