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"What 'cha Wining About?"


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Noted wine authority recently released from....eh....er....uh....um..... a previous commitment... is now available for advice!!!


Editor's note: The following is a collection of recent correspondence to Dr. Schmegmo from wine aficionados on topics ranging far and wide on wine and its attendant culture, etiquette, and enjoyment.  It is offered only as a source of enrichment and information about wine, and in no way should be construed as an endorsement or affirmation of contrary social norms and behaviors more commonly addressed by Mafioso or law enforcement figures. Dr. Schmegmo is an endearing character that I've had the privelege of knowing for the last 20 years. He is as knowledgeable about food, gambling, blondes, and large caliber hand-guns as anyone I've ever met, and, I daresay, one of the most competent forgers this side of the Arc d'Triomphe. I'm not normally given to issuing platitudes unabashedly, yet the cold steel and dark presence of Schmegmo's associate, Guido, standing next to me inspires me to write about what a 'gosh-darn-wonderful' guy he is (if you catch my drift!). Without further ado, I submit the following for your kind consideration.

                                                                                                        Don "The Don" White

 


Our intrepid wine maven has returned to lend us his wonderful 'bon mots' and insightful opinions on vinifera, cuisine, and life in general.  The kind Doctor has been rummaging through a vast pile of correspondence he has sorrowfully neglected in search of urgent wine and food questions, as well as money orders and checks.  Without delay, we are pleased to offer you this latest in Dr. Schmegmo’s advice column, entitled   ‘What’cha Wining About!”


 

Yo, Doc!!

            Where ‘ya been? What have you been doing…and, are you a real Doctor?

 

                                                                                                Sincerely

                                                                                                Charlie Gnarly

 

Hey, Charlie!!

            I’m glad you axed!!  I’ve been away on assignment with the Federal Government for the past one to two years concurrent.  But hey!  It’s great to be back and I’m lookin’ forward to communicatin’ wit the folks.  Am I a real Doctor you ask. You bet buddy!!  I spent four and a half years at Harvard Medical, interned at Johns Hopkins in neuro-mapping and cerebral sphygmomatricular cortex disease therapy, and worked briefly at the Mayo doing the Scan-Analysis thing as a resident research M.D.  Um…Sometimes I get sidetracked by the dames, the ponies, or the crap table – but, by and large, I think I’ve contributed a bunch to help others - and it is in that same spirit that I offer you my expertise in wine, food, and other stuff for your enjoyment.

 


Greetings Doc!

            I recently read that since California wines have been heavily grafted throughout the years to prevent vine diseases, the true nature of the varietals are skewed in a manner that has techno-morphed them into vague replicas of their true ancient representations.  I would hate to think the delightful Cal-Ital Sangiovese I had last night was not the true offshoot of its origin.  How can I resolve this dilemma?  Tell me it isn’t so!!

 

                                                                                    Earl Muft.

 

Dear Earl.

 

            "Techno-Morph"!!  What the hell are you talking about? Lissen-up’ pal!  Ever since wine was sold in clay pots people have been jackin’ with it to improve the flavors.  No lie!  What do you think the Roman soldiers were drinking in the old times?  I’ll tell ‘ya………Crap!!!  Fermentation was a hit or miss thing, and forget about filtration, or sugar/acid balances.  Don’t even get me started on infectious Botrytis fungi invading a first crush.  Oh sure!.. fermented grapes still on the cluster was the first discovery in Mesopotamia leading to wine, but let me tell you – try it today and you’ll get buzzed, but you will also get stomach cramps and puke ‘til your shoes come up. Thank God for pasteurization, stainless steel, brixometers, and oak barrels.  Trust me!!  You’re drinking better now than anybody ever before!!

 


Sir!

            I hope you can settle a bet I have with a friend of mine who happens to be a sommelier at a very fine restaurant my wife and I frequent.  We’ve often engaged in spirited discussions about the best harvest years for French wines. However, I’m afraid we’ve gotten off on the wrong track by arguing which year and vineyard produced the worst wine ever.  He produced a 1989 Lagrange Pomerol which was absolutely insipid and undistinguished.  I countered with a ’91 Chateauneuf-du-Pape, Clos du Calvavaire Blanc - which was tremendously horrid.  He parried and thrust with an ’88 Gilles Barge Cote Rotie which was colossally shallow and musty.  This has been going on for months and now I’m spending good money and time looking for the worst wines in which to best him.  I recently found a bottle of  ’88 Clos d’Eglise Pomerol, which is stupendously vapid and inane and I think I just might him over ‘a barrel’…  What do you think?

                                                                                                Best Wishes

                                                                                                Arthur Trebouchet\

                                                                                                CEO – ENSEKT Software.

Arthur!

            You guys are ‘wack!!’  Good money for bad wine??  In my opinion, the worst wine in the world is a fabulous wine you don’t share with friends.  

 


Kind Sir,

            I have enjoyed your column for many years.  Perhaps you might help me in a curious situation I find myself in lately.   I have always entertained guests and friends with the utmost delicacy and decorum, and I have paid most careful attention to food and wines and other accoutrements in order to present a casual, yet stylish manner of living.   My joy is in seeing my guests and friends fully enchanted with my efforts at the end of the evening.  I’m afraid that soon my situation of gracious living will change, and I, mayhaps, will find myself in a most indelicate location where I might not be able to entertain a status of peers which whom I am accustomed.  Is there any advice you might afford a poor downtrodden soul like me?

                                                                                    Most Graciously,

                                                                                    Martha Stewart

 

Dear Martha!

            Whew...okay!   Here’s what’s up.  Get in tight with your Matrons, I mean, your hostesses.  Get the ‘make-overs’ going and make sure you get kitchen duty. After all, that is you forte.  Make them look pretty and feed them good, which is gonna’ be tough since everything is turkey meat and macaroni in the joint…I mean, resort.  This ain’t the time to feel bad about yourself.  Keep that smile goin’ and don’t forget to make your cell - I mean, apartment tidy and nice. Believe me, any yard weed, or bloom will brighten up any place.  Keep your hands to yourself, especially in the showers.  Don’t ask to see the wine list at dinnertime, and whatever you do, don’t ask for work in the garden.  You’ll be digging deep, six-foot rectangular holes all day long.  Good luck at camp, and let me know when you’re out amongst us others.

 


Brother Schmegmo.

            I am aware or your impervious disdain to ancient wine making.  It’s true, methods may have been crude and boorish back then, but I must remind you that Jesus turned water into wine at the wedding at Canaan.  I understand the attendees enthusiastically received the wine.   How then do you reconcile our Lord’s first miracle with your assertion that pre-medieval wine craft was mediocre and pedestrian in light of this new eschatological revelation?

                                                                                    Yours In Christ,

                                                                                    Fr. Leo Prink A.S.J.D.D.D.S.

 

Dear Father!

            You are right! God bless you!  Turning brackish water into a passably palatable wine would not have been much of a miracle for the Son of Man – however, recent archeo-biblio excavations have revealed the true nature of the water-into-wine mystery.  It is even more stupendous to comprehend than ever.  You see, Father – the real miracle Jesus performed that day was to turn barely potable water into an 1836 Chateau Lafite-Rothschild Bordeaux.  Now that was a crowd pleaser!!…or so I’m told.  A few bottles exist today for about $60,000 a pop, if you care to join in on the wedding festivities. 

 

                                                                                                            Ciao, for now!!

 


(Editors note)  Dr. Schmegmo is a sporadic contributor to this site apart from his duties as surgeon, vinyl siding contractor, and motivational speaker for the mob.  He welcomes all inquiries about food, wine and firearms graciously.  The 54 year old raconteur, connoisseur, and man-about-town maintains that the success of his 25 year marriage to his wife is due to quiet evenings with good food, music, and wine with some bimbo from a strip club.  Dr Schmegmo is a ‘nome-du-plume’, as we are prohibited from revealing his true identity due to the ‘Witness –Protection –Act’.  Feel free to write to him in care of this site………or else.

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