Motion Granted

File Oct 05, 7 40 35 PMI imagine it’s really frustrating when your lawyer tells you,

“There’s no way to know what will happen; it could go either way.”

Well, that’s what I’ve been telling my client for the last week. It really could have gone either way. I don’t have a crystal ball to see how it’s going to go before the hearing, and, contrary to popular belief, there is no legal magic wand that makes miraculous things happen just because you hired a lawyer.

So we showed up for the hearing this morning, and without much fanfare, it went our way. Now it wasn’t the most complex legal argument I’ve ever made. In fact, it wasn’t really based on law at all; it was based on fairness and equity[1]. I said my piece, opposing counsel said his, and then the judge, quite summarily said “Well, I’m going to grant it.” Major milestone of my legal career? Definitely not, but it made a huge difference to my client, and that felt good.[2]

To:                  Alleged Blog Readers
From:             WineEsquire
Date:               October 5, 2015
Wine:             Ehhhh Italian Rosso
In honor of my successful lawyer day, my plan was to come home and drink a great bottle of wine. But then I didn’t get home till 7. And Husband had to work late. And I didn’t have any good food to eat. So I opened up a cheapo. Sometimes cheapos are great. Sometimes they’re bad. Sometimes, they’re just, Eh. This one was Eh. It pairs well with my Eh dinner of split pea and ham soup.[3]

Sharpie markers and flowers on the nose. Wine on the palate. A good, non-descript table wine. Yep.

Now on to the X-Files[4].


Lawyer Footnotes
[1] Which usually gets you nowhere.
[2] As we left the courthouse she said, “Is it too early for margaritas?” My kind of lady.price chopper
[3] Actually, the soup is delicious and it was homemade by none other than…you guessed it…Price Chopper. #favoritestore When are they going to make me a brand ambassador?? Hello, Price Chopper Corporate, I’m over here!
[4] Prior to a few weeks ago, I’d never seen an episode. Husband was a fan back in the 90s, so when there was nothing on Netflix, we decided to give it a try. I’m now obsessed. I can’t believe I went so long without Mulder and Scully in my life. Can we talk about the time that Scully got abducted by aliens and Mulder didn’t really care for an entire episode, so he put her FBI badge into an X Files filing cabinet and went and had sex with a vampire. I mean, WTF!? Really?? #WheresScullyX-filesascension

Monday Motivation: Short & Sweet

I need some motivation in my life. I think it’s partly the heat and partly the fact that Husband and I haven’t taken a real vacation in quite a while.[1] I’ve been feeling pretty lazy when it cIMG_7797omes to writing, which is why this wine review is going up Monday when we drank the wine on Saturday. Ehh. It happens. This weekend was great; I lounged by the pool[2] and read some great Tudor romance historical fiction[3] amidst motion writing and cleaning for our unexpected houseguests. Some New York Cousins[4] stayed over Casa De WineEsquire with their adorable one year old[5] on Saturday night, so we opened some vino, grilled up some food and had a fire in a controlled fire pit bonfire. No complaints here!

To:                  Alleged Blog Readers
From:             WineEsquire
Date:              July 27, 2015
Wine:             2013 Ink Monster Zinfandel Review
This was the second bottle we opened at dinner.[6] I thought it was a great complement to the end of the meal.[7] Ever so slightly chilled, it had that zinfandel smell to it. Rich and inky. Medium bodied but intense flavors of sweet leather and cherries. Serious legs all around, but the tannins were not harsh at all. Two days later and it has mellowed out so that it’s soft and silky in your mouth, but it has retained a great flavor profile. Today I get more of a muted raspberry jam taste with almost a spicy undertone.


Wine Dossier
I picked up this bottle about a week ago when I had some time to kill between meetings outside of the office.[8] An Italian zinfandel, also known as Primitivo, from the Puglia I.G.P.[9] The label is interesting; it refers to the wine as “The Original Zinfandel,” the front bears a Rorschach inkblot[10] and the back directs you to a website that is currently being parked for free courtesy of GoDaddy. I’ve no idea who the producer is, only that it was imported by Prestige Wine Group out of Preston, Minnesota.

Available onliIMG_7801ne for between $12 and $14. While this wasn’t quite a blow you out of the water wine, this was still an excellent buy and I enjoyed every sip. If you come across it on your travels, you shouldn’t hesitate to give it a try!

Lawyer Footnotes
[1] #lawyerlife #LifeofanEntrepreneur
[2] Our blow up pool, obviously.
[3] The White Princess, my second Philippa Gregory novel after The Other Boleyn Girl. So fun.
[4] There are many New York Cousins.
[5] Literally no tears in twenty four hours…Please God let me be so lucky.
[6]The first one was good too, but alas, no write up and no photos.
[7] Sausage and peppers on the grill with grilled gorgonzola garlic bread. Husband is also a grill master.
[8] Where else would I go besides the liquor store?IMG_7826
[9] IGP refers to “Wines with Protected Geographical Indication.” Essentially they come from a specific area and have to meet certain requirements in order to bear this designation.
[10] I see an insect trying to escape from a flower. What do you see?

Risotto, Scallops & Greco Campania

On a Thursday before a holiday weekend, sometimes The Firm has a BBQ. The law clerks[1] are forced to grill on grill duty while the rest of us sit back, relax and enjoy watermelon, hotdogs and hamburgers[2] in the parking lot.[3] In a generous and unusual turn of events, Big Boss let everyone go after said BBQ and so I found myself in the office alone finishing up a few things before my Rosé and tag-sale filled weekend.[4]IMG_7316

On the way home I stopped to pick up supplies for our anniversary feast[5]. Scallops, risotto and a fantabulous white, recommended by Lawyer Turned Wine Expert Friend[6], and he was spot on. As you may have noticed, Husband is the chef in our family[7] and this was his first foray into homemade risotto and scallops.[8] I’m happy to say he did not disappoint.
To:                  Alleged Blog Readers
From:              WineEsquire
Date:               July 5, 2015
Wine:              2012 Mastro Greco Campania
This was one of those “wow” wines, where literally your first reaction after taking a sip is just a simple, “Wow.” On the nose were the interesting hints of green apple and Sprite. Yes. Sprite. Lemony-lime with a hint of fizz[9]. This was certainly heavy for a white wine, definitely full bodied. A touch of minerality transcended into a light and crisp mouthful. Subdued fruitiness that is refreshing, not sweet or overwhelming. It was a beautiful golden yellow; literally the exact color of our saffron-infused risotto[10] and it was a perfect pairing. IMG_7280

My bottle was $14.99 and it’s available online for between $11 and $19. At any of these prices, it’s a great deal and money well drank. Cheers!

Wine Dossier
Made from 100% Greco grapes, this was a varietal I’d never had before. It’s popular on its own but is also used in blends of Chardonnay and other white blends I’ve never heard of[11]. An ancient variety thought to have started in Greece,[12] it has been grown in Italy for the past 2,000 years. It’s concentrated in the southern areas of Calabria and Campania, and this bottle hailed from the latter. It was produced by Mastroberardino, a winery that opened in 1750 and has been run by the same family, uninterrupted, for ten generations.[13] They ferment the grapes in stainless steel tanks for two months before bottling where they age for another month. 50,000 bottles of the 2012 vintage was produced. For some perspective, one 60 gallon wine barrel yields about 300 bottles of wine, Yellowtail allegedly has the production capacity to fill 30,000 bottles per hour, and 200,000 bottles of the 2013 Miraval Rosé were produced.

Lawyer Footnotes
[1] Well, the male law clerk, because #genderroles.
[2] And on this occasion, beer and wine!
[3] I’m sure the law clerk is like, “Da fuq? This isn’t what I signed up for when I went to law school?!”IMG_7305
[4] Tag sale on the 4th of July holiday weekend. What were we thinking?
[5] 13 years and counting. #wewerebabies #poolattendants
[6] Went to law school, became a lawyer, said “Da fuq?”, and opened up a wine shop. Brilliant.
[7] His success can be attributed to his Grade A sous chef.
[8] Which happens to be my ultimate favorite meal, no pressure.
[9] Though this was not sparkly.
[10] Freshly infused with just a pinch of $8.99 Saffron from Whole Paycheck Foods, I might add.
[11] Gravina Bianco, Malvasia Bianca, Fiano, and Verdeca. Clearly I still have a lot of tasting to do.
[12] Hence the name “Greco”, the Italian word for Greek.
[13] That really gives new meaning to the “family business.” What an amazing feat!

Fresh Figs

A few times a year I find fresh dates and figs. Sometimes I find them at Whole Paycheck Foods. Other times, believe it or not, I find them at Shop Rite. Yesterday was one of those days[1]. So I brought home some organic figs and convinced Husband to stuff them with cheese and wrap them with prosciutto. Brilliant! We paired this delectable treat with the leftover Squid Ink Shiraz from Sunday night and it was a perfect match. Since we only had a glass left of the velvety Squid Ink, the next bottle we opened was a very interesting Rosé, reviewed below, infra.FullSizeRender

Today was a crazy day. No relaxing trip to Whole Paycheck for lunch. No leisurely responding to emails. Instead I spent the day hopping from meeting to closing to hearing, from hearing to closing; zigzagging across the state on an inefficient road trip. Now I’m tired and can’t consider doing anything more than ordering a pizza.[2] At least it’s a short week!

To:                  Alleged Blog Readers
From:              WineEsquire
Date:               June 30, 2015
Wine:              NV Viotti Munferie Vino Rosato
IMG_7259An extremely interesting nose. I got the scent of vitamins. You know the ones your mom made you take as a kid[3]? Notes of minerals and vegetables too. Maybe it needed to breathe?[4] Not what I would expect from a Rosé, and to be honest I was a bit nervous. After the first sip, my opinion was transformed. With a bit of a sparkle this was a deliciously deep Rosé. A bit of citrus and watermelon, but definitely not a “fruity” Rosé. It was round and earthy, more akin to a light red, but at the same time light and crisp. Perfect for a summer evening with those amazing figs!

Wine Dossier
The Munferie Vino Rosato is just one in an extensive lineup available from Viotti’s wine catalogue made from 100% Albarossa grapes. I’d never heard of this varietal before; turns out it was created in 1938 by Giovanni Dalmasso, an Italian wine expert. For years they thought it was a blend of Nebbiolo and Barbera. Fancy wine DNA tests found that he’d actually used an obscure French grape known as Chatus. It’s related to the Nebbiolo, but not quite the same. This particular wine was aged for five month in steel tanks and periodically decanted before being aged in the bottle for an additional two months. They’re not yet widely distributed in the U.S., but if you come across a bottle, I’d definitely grab it and give it a try!

Lawyer Footnotes
[1] Unfortunately for my wallet, it was the Whole Paycheck kind of figs this time.
[2] Even that was a lot of work.
3] The ones that were really hard and tasted like sh*t. Mine were pink and purple.
[4] We don’t have the patience to let anything breathe for more than ten minutes. Occupational hazard.