Try as I might, I can’t get excited about the Wine Spectator “awards.”
Because they’re really not a measure of excellence; they’re only a publicity stunt that restaurants from coast to coast buy into for whatever free publicity it garners them.
They’re also a fraud.
Wine Travels in Germany + A Few Words(?) About the Ironic Inscrutability of Germany’s Greatest Grape
German wines and America have had a difficult relationship over the past one hundred years, to say the least. Two world wars in twenty years weren’t exactly conducive to good public relations (or wine sales), and dumping boatloads of plonk on the American market back in the 1970s — in the form of Piesporter, Liebfraumilch and the dreaded Blue Nun — didn’t help matters either. The overall effect has been to seriously damage the reputation of Riesling — one of the great drinking grapes of the world.
$91 for a bottle. $92 for another. WHAT’S THE FRIGGIN’ DIFFERENCE?
$3,900 for Screaming Eagle? At The Barrymore? Who the hell are they kidding?