Slaked is back! and it's better than before! After a year of torturously deciding whether I should abandon the entire concept hereinatwhich my friends and relatives have relented upon me to keep the sick venture up. So the world is none the better for my continued wine ranting thanks to all the winos with nothing better to do at 3pm on Tuesday at work than to look for wine tasting notes and assorted memorabilia on enophilia.
What's the point ... What is the freaking point of wine blogging. That, I guess, is the condundrum. The one I have attempted to widget my whole blogging career. Well, there isn't one. But looking at the continued overwhelming interest in this miasma called Slaked! (ahem, thank you Google Analytics for giving me something to judge my innate worth by), it would appear that despite my very best efforts to ignore my reading public the reading public has refused to ignore Slaked!)
So we're back. And despite the obviously apparent
CONFLICT OF INTEREST of being a winemaker and a wine writer (something Robert Parker Jr as co-owner of Beau Freres must know something about) I am going to keep it up. So here are the new ground rules:
I will not review wines from Napa (where I, too, make wine, and the place where I simply adore wines) unless they are hot, awesome, worth talking about, worth buying, worth cellaring, worth it, simply put. There can be no harm in that. All other US wines are up for analysis despite it.
I do not accept wines for reviews, ever. Don't send them. I will drink them and not write about them. But thank you.
This year I'll be drinking and writing about Italian wines almost exclusively as I return to my wine drinking roots, so look for lots of new notes from the Boot.
And remember Slaked! is purely for fun. Don't take it too seriously. And don't take wine too seriously, either, or you risk ending up sounding like those knobs leaving reviews on
Cellar Tracker (a most awesome cellar tracking tool)
Like me.
