The Blessing of Wine in Our Community
Inaugurational Winemaker's Dinner
Apparently Joe is not a died in the wool Democrat by nature, so it must have been a little tough to have us so openly land enthusiastically celebrating a new president (and not too subtly celebrating the end of the last regime.) Joe was a great sport. He was also very gracious in answering my non stop questions about wine and wine production. I just love to learn about wine, and the more I learn, the more there is to know. I'm impressed with the wines that Joe makes, and with his pedigree. He did internships with prestigious winemakers in Germany and France before working with some of Oregon's best wineries. Joe has been a winemaker (or in training to be a winemaker) all his life. In Oregon that makes him a bit unique. Most winemakers here (like most pastors) come to this calling after doing something else and in the case of winemakers, something else where they hopefully made a LOT of money! Joe is wonderfully down to earth and personable. Both Dave and Joe share an outlook with our shop--that you should be able to enjoy good quality at a reasonable price. Joe is particularly well suited to weather this economic storm, I feel because of his having both exclusive and entry level wines. I wish more Oregon wineries were able to do this. Joe said that September was the best month of sales they have ever had. Not many businesses are saying that! Dave's Orchards Bistro is a great combination of comfort food served up in new ways. Their tomato soup is particular favorite of mine. If you'd like to dine out without breaking the bank go see Dave. If you'd like to enjoy a Pinot Noir that has wonderful value for the money, go see Joe (or stop into our shop.) I learned a great deal listening to Joe last night, and I felt superbly blessed to be able to share in some of the fruit of his labor and calling as a winemaker. Thanks Joe! Thanks, Dave!
Radical Thinning
Grape vines are related to ivy. They will grow about as wild and woolly if they are not trimmed. I was driving down to see my brother in Dallas, Oregon today and saw some vines which were in the process of being trimmed. It's amazing how much of the body of the vine the vine dressers remove. On a Pinot Noir planting all that's left are two stringy vines. What you see is a huge central vine about three inches in diameter and then a pencil thin growth of vine coming out from each side. If these vines were never trimmed they'd end up looking a lot like a blackberry bramble. They also wouldn't produce much in the way of fruit. They'd expend all of their energy growing more vines. Someone just driving by who didn't know much about vineyards would think that these people were killing the plants. It looks pretty grim when you see the pile of vines that have been cut off next to the scraggly few they've left in place. When I was growing up my dad had some rose bushes that he tended in the front of our yard. Every year these bushes would produce prolific amounts of blooms, and every year my dad would cut them back to almost nothing. I was reminded of those roses when I was looking at the grape vines. People would come by as my dad was trimming the roses and cry because he was destroying the rose bush. I'm not sure if they ever came back the next summer and saw the results of that trimming, or if they were ever able to put all of that together. My dad was a great gardener. It's a skill I did not inherit. The plants that we have in our landscaping are most notable for their durability.

1 Degree from Saint James
There is nothing about the appearance of the Crab Pot in Lincoln City that would lead you to believe there is great food inside--actually inside is a misnomer, because there is no inside, it's a no nonsense fishmonger stand with an awning out front. The only clue to the quality of the place might be the cars lined up in front, or the people standing five deep at the counter waiting their turn to get fresh seafood. I stoped in the other day. For some reason I got it into my head to make a cioppino. This is a hearty fish stew made with fresh ingredients. I waited my turn, let a few folks go ahead of me, and then told the owner, Allen Black, "I'm thinking about make a cioppino." He asked the next logical question, "What do you want to put in your cioppino?" I had no idea. Seeing the totally blank look on my face, he suggested that we consult with Saint James. I was even more puzzled until he brought out his original edition of The James Beard Cookbook by James Beard. As he looked in the index for Beard's cioppino recipe he did some reminiscing about the author. What he said almost knocked me over. "James use to stop by here all the time. I wish I would have remembered to have him sign my book one of those times." How strange to be one degree removed from one of the most famous chefs in the history of the Pacific Northwest. James Beard, THE James Beard use to stop by this fishmonger's place to get his fresh seafood. And what great fish it is. You can get one of the best crab cocktails I've ever tasted for $7.95. (You choose a piece of bread, or a half a lemon for garnish.) I picked up four Dungeness crabs, two large fillets of white sole, a couple of pounds of steamer clams, a pound of scallops, and a dozen large, fresh prawns. That much fresh seafood is not cheap, but the taste when it's all steamed together in a tomato enriched broth is heaven. We added a loaf of brown and serve sourdough bread from the local Sentry Market (by the way some heavenly coffee can be had right next door, freshly roasted on sight.)
This dinner was for our family and our good friends, Garry and Irma. We combined the meal with an '06 Montinore "Almost Dry" Riesling wine. I loved the meal. We spread out newspapers all of the table, give everyone a fork, spoon, bowl and plate . . . and dig in. There is something so fun about tearing apart a crab and sucking down all that great, sweet meat. Working so hard for you food seems to make it taste even better.