I confess on my birthday last week I drank French wine and not Italian. It’s the first time ever but then again this was a particular birthday. I had bottle of Georges Duboeuf Pouilly Fuisse 2007 with a delicious lobster on City Island with two people I adore. Quite different than the birthday’s I’ve spent in Italy, it was lovely and a French wine from my youth seemed a perfect fit. Before I became an Italophile, I was a die hard Francophile. In my home, everything French was considered superior – be it the wine, the food or the language. Naturally. I drank this in and was an earlier lover of France and all it has to offer. I lived in Dijon during college and in fact majored in French. One cold winter’s day in Dijon, my mom came to visit and took me on a holiday to Italy. I was smitten at first glance of the Borromean Islands peering through the mist of the lake. I remember waking up in the middle of the night and looking out the window of the train thinking I was in paradise. My Italian adventure began and has never ended.
While I just received a huge shipment of my things from Italy, I often feel as if I still reside there. Everything about it is just so much a part of my life. France for all the years I lived in Italy was completely on the back burner. Except for an occasional rose or a trip to France, the importance of France had completely receded. These days, both personally and professionally, France is back in the picture. A welcome addition, I guess old love affairs die hard. That’s how I think about my romance with Italy, as a long standing love affair.
Generally I like this blog to be about wine producers and their lovely products or topics in the wine business. I aim to be informative and share knowledge that I have been lucky enough to gather about a producer, a wine or an area. It’s much more interesting to read about that sort of thing than about what I eat and drink and with whom. That’s my take on the blogsphere, though everyone has their own style.Il mondo e bello perche vario… Once in a while though, I too write a blog about me. So here’s this month’s indulgence.