Order any 2006 Pinot Noir from the Willamette Valley area of Oregon.
Pinot Noir, 2006, Willamette.
Not kidding. It works. Especially if you’re willing to cough up an extra $20 – $30. This one from Ponzi Vineyards kicks serious butt, should you be so lucky as to find it.
(Why 2006? Has to do with the weather that year. Although some sites are claiming 2008 was/will be even better.)
Ohhh si, Soptify si funciona en Ubuntu
Que es Soptify?
Spotify es un programa esencialmente para comprar y bajar musica…pero la gran diferencia es que esta belleza de programa te deja escuchar toda las canciones sin el compromiso de tener que comprarlas. S, si es lo que estas pensando, si puedes escuchar musica gratis…el problema es que este programa solo esta disponible para Europa Inglaterra, asi que para poder bajarlo, hay que hacer la cuenta bajo un proxy. Recomiendo que usen este: http://bit.ly/3LeK6Q. Y sigan este tutorial hecho por @xinita, solo que cambien la pagina de proxy por la que les di. Ahh…y este codigo postal de Londres E16 1AG
Ahora…ya que bajaron el archivo .exe (el de Windows) para la instalacion, tienen que tener instalado un programa que se llama Wine, que emula un ambiente de windows para poder correr estos programas.
Para instalarlo (o upgrade):
sudo apt-get remove wine sudo apt-get install wine1.2Y una vez instalado Wine lo veran en el menu de aplicacciones. Ahora hagan doble clic e el instalador…Y Listo!!
http://www.gibsonssteakhouse.com/
When my in-laws said they were coming to visit I scrambled to find a good steakhouse. They’re French and very serious about their red meat. So I asked a friend and native Chicagoan what the best steakhouse in Chicago is and he replied with absolute resolution: Gibson’s.
We arrived to a packed house the night of our reservation. In fact, we could barely get in the door and had to fight our way to the bar for a pre-dinner drink. (According to our waiter it was a “slow” night). And let me just say that I can absolutely see why Gibson’s has a reputation for being the unofficial headquarters of the Viagra Triangle. It is also obvious why this established, speak-easy like stop on the restaurant tour has become a favorite for locals, tourists and visiting celebs. There are photos of visiting V.I.P.s all over the walls, but conspicuously missing are pictures of President Obama and Oprah.
Even without the blessings of two of the most influential Chicago natives in America today, Gibson’s doesn’t seem to be suffering. It has a tried and tested feel that is both comforting and exciting.
I hate to say that while the food was good it wasn’t fantastic. It certainly wasn’t bad, but one of the steaks was undercooked and in general I would expect more oomph out of a restaurant with a reputation for being among the best in Chicago. And there are a lot of steakhouses in Chicago. We’re surrounded farmland around here, people. And Midwesterners love their beef…almost as much as the French.
We had a lovely bottle of Cakebread Cabernet with our meal….OK we had TWO bottles. I find that when you have good wine, good company and good food it’s best to make a meal last as long as possible. It was this thinking that led us to order a dessert that typically serves 14 people. That or copious amounts of wine, but the 4 of us did our best to put a dent in the crumbly, crunchy Carrot Cake.
The greatest thing about Gibson’s is the service. I have experience in the food service industry (I was a bar manager and server in college), so I know how difficult it can be to deal with the tipsy idiots at your table who swear they can finish the Mt. Everest of desserts even when you try to warn them against it. Our server was attentive, funny, knowledgeable and went out of his way to make our experience the best he possibly could. That alone is reason enough to patronize this restaurant if the great atmosphere and chance to experience a famous Chicago restaurant is not.
The important things to remember about Gibson’s: make reservations at least 3-4 weeks in advance, keep an eye out for celebs (or just a potential Sugary Daddy/ Cougar) and order a really good bottle of wine….or two.
RATING: Four giant Carrot Cakes
We actually dug into our own wines the other night…it’s been a while and trust me, with my club shipments back on for the season, it’s been piling up like there’s no tomorrow. All of our wine racks are totally full, as well as at least 9 styrofoam shipper bottoms and a good 4 cases I haven’t even opened yet. If you’re following along, that would be about 400 bottles. Yikes, it would take us over 2 years to drink that many bottles! So we pulled out the 2008 Twisted Oak Viognier that came in a recent club shipment. With the club discount it cost $17.60, had a real cork closure, and clocked in at 14.1% alcohol by volume.
I paired this with some homemade chicken soup which I think is actually a match I’ve made before, though I’m having trouble finding the post! On the nose I found pear, pineapple, tropical notes, spice, banana, and cream. In the mouth I got pear, peach, tropical notes, pineapple, banana, and spice. The nose and palate tracked pretty well and the wine had excellent acidity. Perhaps a good mate for upcoming holiday dinners? Though really, I’m still not sure anything goes well with sweet potatoes topped with marshmallows!
Everyone sees WHAT Jesus has done. The servants see it AS Jesus does it.
John 2:7-9
Jesus said to the servants, “Fill the jars with water”; so they filled them to the brim.
Then he told them, “Now draw some out and take it to the master of the banquet.”
They did so, and the master of the banquet tasted the water that had been turned into wine. He did not realize where it had come from, though the servants who had drawn the water knew.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words… I say, “Seeing a miracle is better than hearing a thousand testimonies.”
The master saw the wine and was impressed. The guests saw the wine and were impressed. The servants watched a cup of dirty water turn into wine in their hands and were amazed.
Stop settling for hearing a good story or reading a good book. It’s time to get up, take the cup in your own two hands and ask Jesus to change your water. I guarantee when you see what Jesus can do and will do through you, your life will never be the same.
The master and the guests enjoyed a great party and went home to sleep it off and wake up to a very ordinary tomorrow. The servants witnessed the miraculous and went home to dream and wake up to a very extra-ordinary tomorrow.
Don’t be a guest. Be a servant.
NOTE: The following description of events isn’t just BASED on truth…it is completely true…
My first post…oh this is so exciting! Err..umm….uh….I mean…
Over this past summer, I received an invite to a blind wine tasting.
The rules for a blind tasting are as follows:
Basically, you bring a bottle or two, cover up the label, and the person running the tasting disperses the wine among guests. You all taste it without knowing anything about it and then try to identify what type of wine it is, the country of origin, and the region.
So I thought it would be fun to take my wife as kind of a night out thing to have a little fun. On my way from work to the tasting, I grabbed a couple of bottles from the store. Let’s get our wine on!!
So the tasting starts, first wine is dispersed and the immediate feeling of fear and inferiority overtakes us. The manner in which the lingo just rolls off everyone else’s tongue as we’re tasting is just awe inspiring.
They’ve got noses like dogs – “I think I detect a leathery almost burnt leaves aroma with some asiago cheese,” says the girl next to me. My eyes go wide.
They’re all world class travelers to wine countries of the furthest reaches of the universe – Former Soviet Republic of Georgia, Italy (more than once), France, Chile, Argentina, Australia – all mentioned like, “Oh, I do it every month don’t you?” And better yet, the bottles have been brought back and used for this tasting. If a vineyard was discovered on Mars, they’d be there in a heartbeat.
The bottle prices – $55 and up (yes, I said $55). And even a $75 bottle (yes, I said $75). My initial thought? Why on earth would you be bringing bottles like these to a blind tasting for strangers to taste? If it were me, these are reserved for me and spouse and after careful consideration, some extended family.
Anyhow, my next thought was that they were going to pin down our wines in less than 2 seconds. How could their taste buds not identify mass produced wines from a local store after we’ve been tasting high priced wines from places where they seemed to know exact coordinates of the spot on earth where the grapes had been grown? Or at least pretended to know.
But as they tasted, everyone shouted out a different thing. “Oh this is definitely a Cabernet” or “This could be from Argentina.”
There was confusion.
As it mounted, I became increasingly anxious. Could it be that this group of full-on blow-hards couldn’t identify the wines?
The answer came: THEY COULD NOT. Nobody identified the Zinfandel or the Rioja. To add to our happiness, they were very impressed at how good the wine was.
“Wow, how much did these wines cost?” asks a woman from the other end. “They’re very good.” Everyone at the table stared at us – I had no problem shouting my answer across the table: $12.50.
Cue the voice of Billy Crudup:
-1 bottle of Red Zinfandel $12.50
-1 bottle of Spanish Rioja $12.99
-Fee to attend tasting ; $5
-Seeing the look of defeat on the faces of the full-on blow-hards:
PRICELESS!!!!
The cherry on top of this was that the person running the tasting got pissed at everyone for just blurting stuff out and not opening their minds enough! For a second I thought she was going to send them to the principal’s office. It was like Rocky traveling to Russia to beat Ivan Drago and subsequently winning over the crowd (well, maybe we didn’t win them over).
I inconspicuously grabbed my wife’s hand under the table and engaged in a quiet fist pump with her. We strolled out of the room having won one for the Gippers of the wine world.
The moral of this story is that wine is what you decide it is.
Sure, there are some rough guidelines to follow, and you might become a little bit more knowledgeable after doing enough tasting that you could recognize certain similarities in taste and smell…but in reality, you smell what you smell and you taste what you taste.
So time to get your wine on…your palate is waiting.
There is a lot going on in Oklahoma City this weekend, and I wanted to bring you some highlights and suggestions.
Friday, November 6th and Saturday, November 7th:
What: The Girlie Show, an obscure art show full of local artists. $20 at the door. Catered by some of OKC’s finest, including Cafe Nova, Rococo’s, Sara Sara Cupcakes, Big Truck Tacos, and MORE!
Where: Oklahoma City Farmer’s Market, 311 S. Klein
Time: 8 PM to Midnight Friday; Noon-5 Saturday
Tips: Find me there Friday night and I’ll have a drink with you!
Saturday, November 7th:
What: Oklahoma Wine Fest, where $20 gets you a wine glass and 7 tasting tickets to sample local wines and listen to the sounds of some great local bands!
Where: 50 Penn Place, 5000 N. Pennsylvania Ave.
Time: 11 AM to 8 PM
Tips: Find Russell the Wine Guy from Summerside Vineyards and he will become your next best friend!
Saturday, November 7th:
What: 2009 Chili Hacks Cookoff, where you can mix and mingle with attorneys and politicians and sample some of the best chili the locals can make. I’ve heard that some booths make you take shots before you sample the chili.
Where: Macklanburg-Duncan Park, 5901 E. Britton Road (No, I’ve never been there, either).
Time: HIGH NOON (cooking starts at 9:00 AM)
Tips: You can still sign up to be a cook or a sponsor. I’ll be there – look for me at the booth with J.D. and JoJo, featuring their famous “Skull Creek Chili” – no skulls involved.
As always, please feel free to send photos, comments, and feedback from any events you attend. Have a great weekend!
-C-
