This guest post is by Charlotte Chipperfield, founder of The Wine Key DogPatch WineWorks in SF As city dwellers, we often have good intentions of visiting the beautiful wine country that surrounds our great cities but may get caught up in a cup of Stumptown, Four Barrel or the ever so addictive
My second love is wine (second only to food). Oh, wine: you beautiful muse. I adore thee. A while back my parents decided to do a Sideways-inspired family vacation (I think that movie affected us all): we all went up and down the wine country. A little pinot, a little syrah,
What’s better than supporting a great cause? DRINKING to support a great cause! If you’re looking to tap your inner philanthropy and punish your liver at the same time, head down to the Old Mint for an evening of unlimited wine tasting. On top of that, you can even learn
Ugh, rich people. They’re always making us regular Joes feel so goddamn… poor. They drive around in their fancy-schmancy white stretch limos, eating caviar and endangered, baby mammals with their pinky sticking out, all while perpetually drowning in a sea of diamonds and mink stoles (paws still attached, of course).
So, it’s Valentine’s week (Yes, it’s an entire week now. Sorry.) and I don’t care if you’re fully ball-n-chained or single and swinging that thang all over the city, one thing V-day evokes in every last warm-blooded human being is the desire to get… some. You know what I’m talking
The acronym BYOB predates the millennial generation but is perhaps the quintessential millennial concept. Not kids and not really adults, no longer satisfied with getting drunk at home on cheap booze but not holding down the type of job that affords frequent dinners with $50 bottles of wine. The BYOB
Just because you’re a broke-ass doesn’t mean you can’t appreciate some good wine in fine atmosphere. Actually, it’s almost like just living in the Bay Area gives you a better palate for food and wine no matter how rich or broke you are. If you happen to be of the