Stopping to Smell the Roses[1]

I was on the phone yesterday with an Older Member of The Bar[2]. The older set always has a story to tell and I thoroughly enjoy hearing about what the “good old days” were like. On this particular occasion, Older Member was reminiscing about the days before email, iPhones, computers and even fax machines. “We used to use carbon paper,” he said. “When we edited a contract, we’d put the revisions in the mail. A few days later the other side would get them and then we’d talk about it on the phone.”

“How did businesses survive and function?” I asked.IMG_6738

“Slowly,” he said.

Apparently there was no court in the summer[3], and when he was a newbie in the 1960s, he told me how the older set would tell him about how things used to be, back when everyone wasn’t rushing around. And that was way before cell phones. Can you imagine what the next ten years will bring? It’s a bit scary.

So today, when I got home and finished my conference calls, I decided to stop and smell the roses. Literally. And drink a little wine of course.

To:                  Alleged Blog Readers
From:              WineEsquire
Date:               June 5, 2015
Wine:              2013 Domaine de Vaufuget Vouvray
The pale golden maize color makes me think of summer. Maybe it’s because it’s chilled, but the legs are doing something interesting. As I swirl, the cool wine causes condensation bubbles to appear where it touches the glass. Instead of the legs running down, at least in certain areas, the condensation quickly dissipates downward. An interesting phenomenon. On the nose I get scents of grass and something citrusy, I think it’s orange. Maybe even a bit of honey. A touch on the sweet side, but not headache inducing. It has a unique flavor, a sweet yet earthy white. Medium to full bodied with a fairly thick consistency. Now that it’s warmed a bit in my glass, peach is the most prominent flavor. This certainly isn’t like a typical Chardonnay or Sauvignon Blanc, which is exactly why I bought something I’d never heard of before.

IMG_6753I apparently overpaid at $12.99 since it’s widely available for less, but at these prices, I really can’t be mad. Old timers and newbie lawyers alike should give this one a try!

Wine Dossier
Contrary to my initial belief when I read the label, Vouvray is not a grape varietal. Instead, it is a region in France’s Loire Valley.[4] This bottle is produced by Domaine de Vaufuget. The name appears on the label such that you think that is the name of the winery or vineyard, but I can’t find anything about them online, so I don’t know if they actually exist[5]. The bottle reads “Mis en bouteille par BARON BERNARD SÉLECTION, St. Fiacre, France,” so it was bottled by a company called BARON BERNARD SÉLECTION, but I can’t find anything about them either. The only involved party I could find is the importer, Monsieur Touton Selection Ltd.[6]

The wine itself is made from Chenin Blanc grapes, just like the other Loire Valley white I drank a few weeks ago. I’m finding I’m a huge fan of Chenin Blancs. They’re not too sweet and they have unique flavors that are pleasant, drinkable and enjoyable.

Cheers to summer time, white wine and Friday evening!

Lawyer Footnotes
[1] Actual roses, not Rosé!
Historic_Courtroom[1][2] The “Bar” is how lawyers refer to the practice of law. And no, it’s not because we like to congregate in bars, although that does happen. The term stems from the literal barrier or “bar” which separated the court and legal personnel from the public within the courtroom. The Bar Exam also takes its name from this term.
[3] Because really, who wants to go to court in the summer? Suits are hot.
[4] Good to know.
[5] It’s kinda like that age old question: if a tree falls in the woods and nobody is there, does it make a sound? Similarly, if you don’t have a website, Instagram or Tweeter feed, do you really exist?
[6] They import lots and lots and lots of wines from all over the world.

Courtroom photo credit: By user:P199 (Own work) [GFDL (, CC-BY-SA-3.0 ( or CC BY 2.5 (], via Wikimedia Commons.