Why You Should Travel To The U.S. Virgin Islands Right Now
Stranahan’s Red Rocks Release Party Was One Giant Leap For American Single Malt Whiskey
The hills are becoming green again.”
People in the U.S. Virgin Islands repeat that refrain like an incantation these days. It’s true. Like Puerto Rico and elsewhere in the Caribbean, the USVI—the islands of St. Thomas, St. John, and St. Croix—were thrashed by hurricanes Irma and Maria earlier this year, with ferocious winds that stripped the tropical paradise bare, leaving steep hillsides with trees denuded, as if from a forest fire.
Mexican Disney World Has Arrived
The point of that rather overwrought paragraph is to say that Stranahan’s release party felt like something more than a normal spirits-industry launch event. The setting was gorgeous but also rarified, and not just in the altitude-related sense; it was (no one could quite agree) either the first time time anyone had held a banquet on stage at Red Rocks or the first time in a very long time
A Wine Maker’s Refreshingly Accessible Explanation of Terroir
In the Mayan Riviera, a short drive from the international airport at Cancun, Mexico’s answer to the Disney amusement park empire has now fully come into its own.
Argentina’s Wine Country Just Opened Up to the World
I get that there are certain minerals in the dirt or whatever, I told him, and the wind in the air, and so on—but what’s really going on at a biological level, I asked? Take the climate, specifically, and the cycle between day and night—what impact does that have on a grape and eventually on a wine?
Exploring the Stunning Wine Country of Central California
Argentina is rightly famous for producing several high quality items for export: beef, soccer players, dance moves, and, increasingly, wine. But when it comes to the land of asado, Messi, Tango and Malbec, there’s no substitute for a visit to the source. Fortunately for wine lovers, there’s a new way to get to Mendoza, the hub of the region whence comes almost two-thirds of the wine made in Argentina, and this high-altitude province of sunshine and epic vistas at the foothills of the Andes mountains is begging to be explored.
“I used to board a mule for grandma Niven,” John informed me during our kayak excursion.
For me, the comment epitomized the central California coast. The folksy familiarity. The small town connections between locals. The no-nonsense straightforwardness of rural life encapsulated in a task as prosaic—and yet, to a city-slicker like me, still charmingly exotic—as boarding a mule.