I Love Italian Wine And Food – Liguria Region, Tuscany Wine
October 31, 2009 by rum lounge
Filed under Wines And Spirits
If you are looking for fine Italian wine and food, consider the Liguria region of northern Italy. You may find a bargain, and I hope that you’ll have fun on this fact-filled wine education tour.
Liguria, also known as the Italian Riviera, is located in the northwest corner of Italy. It borders France, Monaco, and has a 350 kilometer (over 200 mile) coastline on the Ligurian Sea. The region is hilly and mountainous, but has been inhabited since prehistoric times. The Romans captured Liguria in the Second Century B. C. It was subsequently conquered by Barbarians, and by the Lombards. In area it is the third smallest Italian region with a population of about 1.6 million.
The land in Liguria tends not to be particularly fertile. Agricultural products include flowers, olive oil, fruits, and vegetables. Some claim that Liguria introduced pasta to Italy. Most of the pasta is wheat. Pesto is a regional specialty. A wide variety of seafood is available. Heavy industry is on the decline. Tourism is so important that in some areas the July and August population is ten or fifteen times that of the slow season. The area is particularly popular with retirees.
Liguria’s capital and largest city is Genoa, a city of six hundred thousand. Parts of the old city have been placed on the World Heritage list as of 2006. Among its many sights are the home in which Christopher Columbus was said to be born, and La Lanterna, the oldest working lighthouse in the world. Another special tourist destination is Cinque Terre, five tiny villages along the coast. They are a hiker’s paradise, but make sure that you are in good shape before attempting the complete route of about 13 kilometers (8 miles). This area is home to two DOC wines, Cinque Terre and Cinque Terre Sciacchetrà , neither of which is often found in North America.
Liguria devotes slightly under twelve thousand acres to grapevines, it ranks 19th among the 20 Italian regions. Its total annual wine production is about 4.4 million gallons, also giving it a 19th place. About 34% of the wine production is red or rosé, leaving 66% for white. The region produces 8 DOC wines. DOC stands for Denominazione di Origine Controllata, which may be translated as Denomination of Controlled Origin. Almost 14% of Ligurian wine carries the DOC. Liguria is home to almost three dozen major and secondary grape varieties, somewhat more white than red varieties.
No international white grape varieties are widely grown in Liguria, whose most important white grapes are Bosco, Pigato, and Vermentino. Given its limited wine production, little Ligurian wine is exported to North America. In the unfortunate absence of any Ligurian wines, we are reviewing a Vermentino-based wine from Tuscany. If I am ever in Liguria, I promise to drink and review a few local wines.
No international red grape varieties are widely grown in Liguria. The best-known Italian red variety is Sangiovese, which is grown elsewhere including California. Other Ligurian red varieties include Rossese, Ciliegiolo, and Ormeasco, also known as Dolcetto.
Before reviewing the Ligurian-style wine and Italian cheese that we were lucky enough to purchase at a local wine store and a local Italian food store, here are a few suggestions of what to eat with indigenous wines when touring this beautiful region.
Start with Torta Pasqualina; Artichoke Savory Pie.
For the second course try Cappon Magor; Ligurian Seafood Caponata (you may have to order this dish in advance).
As dessert indulge yourself with Pandolce; Sweet Bread From Genoa.
OUR WINE REVIEW POLICY While we have communicated with well over a thousand Italian wine producers and merchants to help prepare these articles, our policy is clear. All wines that we taste and review are purchased at the full retail price.
Wine Reviewed
Rocca di Montemassi Vermentino Maremma Toscana IGT 12.5% alcohol about $12.50
Let’s start with the marketing materials. “Vermentino is an attractive, aromatic grape variety that is widely grown in Sardinia and Liguria. Montemassi believed that the conditions along the coastal Maremma region of Tuscany would be ideal. Their instincts were correct and the result is a pear/peach aroma wine that would be ideal as a sipping wine or with mildly spiced Mediterranean cuisine.â€
My first pairing was with chicken thighs slowed-cooked in a sweet and sour sauce. The wine was floral, light tasting and refreshingly acidic. It was an excellent accompaniment to the dessert of thin, dry biscuits containing pistachios and almonds, which brought out the wine’s subtlety.
I then tried this wine with poached Tilapia fillets in a red pepper, onion, and chicken broth sauce accompanied by potato patties and green peppers in tomato sauce. The fish was delicate and not overwhelmed by the wine, which presented fruit and a bit of pepper. But frankly, the wine was too light and too short.
The next meal was kube, or kibbe, a Middle-Eastern specialty, balls of ground rice filled with ground meat. They were cooked overnight with potatoes in a somewhat spicy sauce. The wine was fruity and floral, with just enough acidity to counteract the meat’s fat and soften the spices. It was a fine companion for a side of more powerfully spiced Moroccan carrots. Just when I was thinking that the wine was a chameleon, changing itself to match the food, I tried it with fresh pineapple. The pineapple was excellent, its sweetness and acidity was a great way to end the meal. But in its presence, this wine was flat.
The cheese pairings had mixed results. Asiago is a nutty-flavored cheese from northeastern Italy. The wine went well with this cheese and seemed to pick up fruitiness. On the other hand in the presence of a strong, actually overripe, Pecorino cheese from nearby Tuscany it seemed to lose its flavor.
Final verdict. I don’t plan to buy this wine again. As a Tuscan wine it can’t meet the stiff local competition. I think I’ll wait for a true Ligurian wine. It may be a long wait.
Get Out of the U.S. Dollar Now. Right Now. This Is Not a Drill
October 31, 2009 by rum lounge
Filed under Cocktail Recipes
With Monday’s surprise announcement, China dropped a bombshell on global currency markets. Action to take: Get out of the U.S. dollar. Now. Right now.
Serenity Now! Serenity Now!!
- Frank Costanza, Seinfeld
Let’s see, how can I put the appropriate subtlety and nuance on this…
Get. Out. Of the U.S. Dollar. NOW.
Do not pass go, do not collect $200, do not stop to conduct an impromptu inventory of your unmentionables.
In the slightly profane vernacular of internet slang, just GTFO. Do not walk, RUN, to the nearest exit. Barring that, find the most appropriate hedge for your dollar-denominated investments and GET THAT HEDGE ON. Toot sweet.
If you don’t know of a high quality dollar hedge off the top of your head – other than those oldies-but-goodies, gold and silver – then you’re in luck. I’m about to tell you (yet again) about an excellent anti-dollar counter measure that is smart, IRA eligible, FDIC insured, and set to deliver potentially staggering returns over the next 12 to 18 months.
But first, let me catch my breath.
Whew. That’s better…
Cool Customer Nearly Spits Out His Coffee
Now that I’ve composed myself a little, let me apologize for the above outburst. Your humble editor is normally more reserved than that… a cool customer, if you will (except for the occasional temper flare-up in response to what comes out Washington).
The reason for this morning’s mini freak-out was a Financial Times bulletin that, quite literally, almost made me spit coffee all over my keyboard. Here are the first two paragraphs, reproduced just as they hit me between the eyes:
China wants dollar replaced as reserve currency
By Jamil Anderlini in Beijing
Published: March 23 2009 12:16 | Last updated: March 23 2009 14:22
China’s central bank on Monday proposed replacing the US dollar as the international reserve currency with a new global system controlled by the International Monetary Fund.
The goal would be to create a reserve currency “that is disconnected from individual nations and is able to remain stable in the long run, thus removing the inherent deficiencies caused by using credit-based national currencies,” Zhou Xiaochuan, governor of the People’s Bank of China, said in an essay posted in Chinese and English on the central bank’s website.
Remember that old advertising jingle, “Uh-Oh, Spaghettios?”
One might say this could mean, “Uh-Oh, Confetti-O,” for the greenback.
On Friday we talked about Financial MADness and the complex gamesmanship playing out between Washington and Beijing.
If Beijing’s mandarins are engaged in a high stakes game of poker with the Fed, then Monday’s thinly veiled “death to the dollar” statement from China was the equivalent of raising the stakes by an order of magnitude.
This is huge news, folks. I don’t know how else to put it. It may take a little time for the forex market to further digest the implications of this blow – due to shell-shock from last week’s big news and whatnot – but the fallout shouldn’t be long in coming.
Now, getting back to that ideal dollar hedge… one which could do BETTER than just gold and silver by the way… to explain why it looks so compelling now, I first need to lead in by telling you about a very small country set to reap an astonishingly large windfall, courtesy of Fed Chairman Ben Bernanke.
This Tiny Country, Pop. 4.8 Million, Could Reap Hundreds of Billions From the Fed
When the Fed announced its intention to create a trillion bucks out of thin air last week (by printing up dollars with which to buy bonds and mortgages), few had more reason to be pleased than a quirky, introspective man named Yngve Slyngstad.
Not to be confused with Yngwie Malmsteen (the glam-rock ‘80s-metal guitarist), Yngve Slyngstad is a former scholar of German philosophy. With his slim build, shaven head, and Teutonic goatee, he certainly looks the part.
But Slyngstad is no philosopher or academic… he is the CEO of Government Pension Fund-Global, Norway’s (rather clumsily named) sovereign wealth fund. Thanks to Norway’s $300 billion pool of assets – the third largest in existence – that CEO title also makes Slyngstad one of the most powerful investors in the world.
The reason Yngve Slyngstad (and all of Norway) should be deeply grateful to Fed Chairman Bernanke is because of the electrifying effect the Fed’s dollar-destroying actions will have on hard assets – with China’s recent announcement pouring kerosene on the flames.
Norway, you see, is the fifth biggest oil exporter and third biggest gas exporter in the world. That’s how a country of 4.8 million people – just over half the population of greater Los Angeles – managed to amass $300 billion in savings, or $62,500 for every man, woman and child.
Again, to understand how Norway has just been handed yet another mega-sized windfall, just consider what effects a plummeting dollar will have on the price of oil and gas.
Here Comes the Triple Whammy
If you pull up a crude oil chart (or USO, the popular oil ETF), you will quickly see that oil has already worked its way through a multi-month bottoming process.
When news hit the wires of the Fed’s trillion-dollar printing spree last Wednesday, natural gas jumped like a scalded cat with boiling hot water poured on its back. It took oil and gas traders a time span of roughly two seconds flat to realize that if the Fed and Treasury are well and truly going “all in” in terms of printing money to save the U.S. economy, the nominal price of dollar-denominated hard assets should shoot up like a bottle rocket.
China’s remarks on Monday, and the reality of America’s fiscal situation, mean that the dollar has a lot – and I mean a LOT – further to fall. We’re talking journey to the center of the Earth here.
It may well be in fact, too, that many paper currencies have troubles ahead, as country after country engages in a “race to the bottom” in an effort to monetize debt and shore up export sales. But, as we have said repeatedly in these pages, nobody but nobody does it bigger or better than Uncle Sam… and that includes unleashing weapons of mass currency destruction by way of the printing press.
This is great news for gold and silver. But if the period of paper currency debasement comes against a backdrop of global recovery in emerging markets, it could be even better news for hard assets like oil and gas and copper… and hard-asset PRODUCERS like Norway, Australia, Canada and so on.
The potential “Triple Whammy” is an explosive cocktail composed of the following three factors:
• Hard assets rising in price as the result of extreme paper currency devaluation.
• Oil, gas and metals being repriced upwards to reflect economic recovery and renewed global demand.
• Supply constraints, bottlenecks and peak oil concerns coming back to the fore with even more vengeance than before as a result of production cutbacks and outright shutdowns due to the credit crunch.
If we get just two of those factors working in concert, oil is on its way back to triple digits. And if we get the mojo of all three working at once? Whoo doggies. Crude could be back at $150… or even $200… before the decade ends.
And Yngve Slyngstad could well have a big smile on his face as Norway’s investable assets soar from $300 billion to $400 billion… $500 billion… or even beyond.
The looming “Triple Whammy,” in other words, is absolutely fantastic news for the “hard asset” economies – countries like Norway, Australia and so on – that make their bread and butter from hard assets: stuff like nickel, uranium, iron ore, and of course, oil and gas. That means serious upward trajectories for their currencies too.
Which finally gets us around to…
How to Hedge – And Profit Too
Earlier I pledged to tell you about a truly excellent hedge – a way to counteract the diving dollar that could prove as good as, or maybe even more worthwhile than, traditional precious metals holdings like gold and silver.
The hedge I was referring to is the EverBank Ultra Resource Index CD. Conceived by the Taipan Publishing Group and created by EverBank at our request, the Ultra Resource Index CD offers a basket of the following currencies:
• Australian dollar
• Hong Kong dollar
• Canadian dollar
• New Zealand dollar
• Norwegian krone
• Singapore dollar
If the name “Ultra Resource Index CD” sounds familiar, that’s because we’ve already told you about it. As a matter of fact, in a special webinar for Taipan readers and subscribers not too long ago, Sara Nunnally and I specifically went over the attractiveness of the various commodity currencies… and specifically predicted that the dollar would soon crash.
Here’s proof, direct from the webinar transcript:
JL: And when would the time to act be? Do you see a window of opportunity here?
Sara Nunnally: Yes, the time to act would be soon because all these currencies have been discounted by the crash of 2008. When we saw the “margin call to the system” as you put it everything was thrown out the window in the face of a panic rise in the U.S. dollar and Treasury bonds.
JL: So when the global economy roars back to life again and the dollar buckles under the weight of the printing press, these currencies could appreciate extremely quickly.
SN: Absolutely.
Doesn’t get more direct than that, eh?
Now there’s good news and bad news here… the bad news is that you would have been better off acting on the opportunity the very first time the webinar aired. Since that time, the “commodity currencies” have jumped substantially. (Just check out charts of the Canadian and Australian dollar to see what I mean.)
The good news is, it’s still not too late to act. One nice thing about currencies is, when they trend they REALLY trend. We could be in the early stages of a new paradigm shift – away from the greenback and towards the currencies of the world’s hard asset producers and “ultra resource” countries – that lasts for years and years. If so, the time to get involved is right now… before the dollar falls down another six flights of stairs.
To make sure you get a full sense of the scope of this opportunity, I asked our web team to set up a special re-viewing of the original webinar – a discussion between Sara Nunnally and me – explaining just what is happening now and why in the world’s major currencies.
Keep in mind that this webinar was originally broadcast a little while ago and basically predicted the flow of current events… with that in mind, you can access a special re-viewing of the “ultra resource” currency webinar here.
Or, if you have already seen the webinar but chose not to act on it the first time… or if you fully understand the argument and simply want to go straight to the details on how to sign up for the EverBank Ultra Resource Index CD… then you can find out what you need to know about the Ultra Resource Index CD here.
Keep in mind, too, that the Taipan Publishing Group has a mutually beneficial relationship with EverBank. They occasionally create CD products for us (like the Ultra Resource Index CD), and we in turn receive a small commission when those products are sold. I feel strongly that it is a win-win-win relationship: not just for Taipan and EverBank, but for you, our beloved readers and subscribers.
And remember: “Uh-Oh Confetti-O” doesn’t have to mean “Uh-Oh” for your investment funds or your retirement. Through various trading and investing opportunities, not to
Wine Match Making
October 30, 2009 by rum lounge
Filed under Wines And Spirits
What wine goes with what? One of the most common concerns of people is determining the wine that perfectly goes with a specific cuisine. Well I got news for you: trust you’re extinct about your selection. You can never ruin a good meal if you choose a wine that you really enjoy. Nonetheless, if you are really interested in finding out how you can make most of your gastronomic experience, I will provide a comprehensive list of the food that goes absolutely fantastic with a specific wine.
Chardonnay is responsible for the best white wines. It is also the grape behind the white Burgundy. With it’s diverge range of styles, Chardonnay is paired with a wide spectrum of dishes. Nonetheless, Chardonnay is marvelous with ham, veal, seafood with butter sauce, pasta with cream sauce, chicken and turkey.
Riesling is a premier white wine grape from Germany and Alsace. Riesling is renowned for its balance of sugar and acidity. It is best paired with mild chesses, mussels, prawns, lobster, sashimi, ham, pork, and tandoori chicken.
Crisp, elegant and fresh, Sauvignon Blanc is perfect with Oysters grilled or poached salmon, seafood salad, Irish stew, goat’s cheese and strongly flavored cheeses.
Gewurtztraminer, an aromatic red wine grape that goes absolutely well with spicy dishes, Thai or Chinese food, curry, smoked salmon, pork, sauerkraut, onion tart, spiced/peppered cheese
Being a bold and assertive wine, Cabernet Sauvignon has a distinctive tendency to overwhelm light dishes. Cabernet Sauvignon works beautifully with duck, spicy beef, pate, rabbit, roasts, spicy poultry, cheddar, blue cheese, sausage, and kidney.
Pinot Noir features a lasting impression on the palate. It harmonizes with a wide selection of cuisines; nonetheless it is great match with braised chicken, cold duck, rabbit, roasted turkey, roasted beef, lamb, veal.
Celebrated for its flexibility, Merlot goes well with braised chicken, cold duck, roasted turkey or beef, lamb, veal, stew, liver, venison, and meat casseroles.
Shiraz features a darker and richer texture. Shiraz complements well with food with intense flavor and spiciness like braised chicken, chili, peppercorn steak, meat stew, barbequed meat, spicy meats, garlic casserole, and ratatouille.
For more information about wines, explore http://vino.com
Reflections: What my favorite French wine is and why – Part 3
October 29, 2009 by rum lounge
Filed under Wines And Spirits
I would love to consider myself a wine buff’, but sadly that accolade is unlikely to be afforded me since I have almost entirely no sense of smell since contracting a virus some nine years ago. Prior to this I spent as much time as possible tasting various vintages of various wines from various regions.
I still enjoy wines, and on a good day I can differentiate a little, though my palate is sadly wasted on the really fine wines. My favourite French wine is Pommard, and the reason for it being my favourite has nothing whatever to do with any visit I have made to the Bourgogne region of France where it comes from. Many years ago, I went to a Lions Club dinner with my parents and a dear family friend, Jack Holland and his wife. Because I had accepted the invitation late in the day, I was seated near Jack.
When the waiter asked whether I would prefer red or white wine (the Brits were less discerning back in those days), I was about to ask for red, when Jack made a gesture to me from across the table to decline. I didn’t know why, but I trusted Jack and declined any wine.
As the meal was served, Jack produced from under the table a bottle of chateau bottled Pommard, inviting me to join him and his family in consuming it. This was a gesture of kindness very typical of the man.
About a month later, I went to Paris on a three week stay, and when I returned to England I learned that Jack had died very suddenly. He was under fifty years old and it was a huge shock to his family and to everyone who knew and loved him.
Seven years ago, another family friend, Pierre, died in Normandy where he lived. Pierre really was a wine buff, and kept a perfect cellar of which he was fiercely proud. A couple of years later I saw his widow, who insisted I took a bottle from Pierre’s cellar in his memory. I selected a 1996 chateau bottled Pommard ( a very good vintage) which I still have not opened. Pommard if kept correctly is good for drinking after five to fifteen years.
My wife and I are planning to emigrate to France permanently within the next few weeks. Once the wine has settled, it will be ceremoniously uncorked, and I shall drink a nostalgic and no doubt slightly tearful toast to both Jack and Pierre.
As a footnote, Pommard is a strong tasting Burgundy wine, produced between the towns of Beaune and Volnay. Its reputation in recent years has dwindled slightly, but it is making a comeback, with 2003 being a particularly good vintage. It is a good accompaniment to roast beef or lamb, venison, game bird or hare.
The Game Plan – For Your Next Tailgate Party
October 29, 2009 by rum lounge
Filed under Drinking Games
In order to prevent possible food borne illness, you need to have a strategy to keep food safe. Your game plan should include preparing your food for an environment where a stove, a refrigerator, or running water is not readily available. Make sure you pack enough clean utensil for eating and serving the food. You may bring a thermometer along to make sure the food you server is cooked thoroughly. If you serve uncooked meats harmful bacteria can cause serious illness.
Make sure you keep the food hot. Do not eat hot take-out food more than two hours after purchase. It is best to chill the food in a refrigerator before packing for your tailgate party. To keep food like soup, chili, and stew hot, use an insulated container.
Fill the container pre-heated with boiling water, and let it stand for a few minutes. Once you have emptied the preheated food container put in the hot food. Keep the insulated container closed to keep the food hot (140 ° F or above) for several hours.
Bring perishable food like hamburger meat, sausages, and chicken in an insulated cooler packed with several inches of ice, frozen gel packs. Other perishable cooked food such as cooked sausages, pasta, and potato must be kept refrigerator cold, too. When packing the cooler for a tailgate party, make sure raw meat and poultry are wrapped securely to prevent their juices from cross-contaminating ready-to-eat food. Actually, it is best to keep raw meat and poultry in a separate icebox from other foods.
If there is no drink quality water, bring water for cleaning. Also, bring wet disposable cloths for cleaning hands and surfaces.
At your next tailgate party make sure you keep hot food hot and cold food cold. Bacteria multiply rapidly between 40 °F and 140 °F. Avoid leaving food in this “danger zone” more than 2 hours (1 hour when the outside temperature is above 90 °F). Cook meat and poultry completely.
Many people have so much fun at tailgate parties that they never make it into the stadium to see game. Regardless of when and where you eat the food you brought to the party, it doesn’t mean it’s safe for the food to stay unrefrigerated. Store food in the cooler as much as you can and only leave it out briefly while serving. Cook only the amount of food that will be eaten to avoid the challenge of keeping leftovers at a safe temperature. Do not consume any leftovers that are not ice cold after the game.
TALA AND THE STORY OF A WITCH
October 28, 2009 by rum lounge
Filed under Drinking Games
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Tala and the story of a witch
By Collins Nyadida
Tala lived in a small village called Kokwanyo with his parents but he stayed mostly with his ageing grandmother whose homestead was just a stone throw away from their home. He helped her with household chores and looked after her goats.
Tala had twin elder brothers who were in upper primary school. They were candidates, expected to sit for their final standard eight national examinations later in the year and they worked hard; waking up very early in the morning to go to school at six, before the villagers woke up to weed their crops.
Everyone in the village knew about the twin brothers and how they performed outstandingly at school. Their parents were very happy with their performance which left no doubt that they would pass their final examinations with flying colours and Tala was reminded every now and then to follow in their footsteps.
Tala did not go back to school in the afternoons because he was in class three and all lower classes did not have after lunch lessons, unlike their counterparts in upper levels. He therefore attended to his grandmother’s goats and collected firewood in the grazing fields.
Tala loved his grandmother very much compared to his own parents because the grandmother liked to rescue him whenever his mother threatened to beat him for minor mistakes which did not deserve any beatings. For that reason, Tala spent all his free time with her, assisting here and there with extra chores, like slashing the compound, hoeing and fetching water from his father’s well. That was very unlike his twin brothers who only came to their grandmother’s house to study and spend the night.
When nightfall came and crickets started chirping merrily, his grandmother would tell them sweet stories, as they watched stars from the sky and waited to retire to sleep.
There was that story of a wizard, which came to pervade Tala’s mind since his grandmother narrated it one evening. It was the story of an old woman witch who kidnapped and ate the tender meat of small boys who refused to listen and obey their parents.
That story made him afraid and his suspicion rose over the old woman neighbour who had all the mannerisms of a witch. The woman’s name was Herewe and if someone was headed to or coming from the grazing fields, one had to follow the pathway passing near her hut.
At school everyone confessed to Tala, that it was very true that the old woman was a witch. He wanted to ask his grandmother about it but the fear that the knowing eyes of Herewe would find out what he was up to discouraged him.
His mind could not stop thinking that the witch in her grandmother’s story was Herewe -the Old woman neighbour and he grew gloomy and loony.
Whenever he passed her hut on his way to the grazing fields, he found himself elating his nose this way and that way, trying to smell any strange stench which could come out from the small hut. There was nothing peculiar though, but he swore to his friends that he felt a strange smell of human flesh boiling under hot water drums. So many stories with different versions about witches were told and retold among his peers and in the end it left very little doubt not to suspect Herewe of being one of the witches.
“She eats only naughty boys,” that was what her grandmother had said in about her in the story. From that day on, Tala tried to behave responsively when looking after his goats, he found himself fearing being perceived or thought of as naughty because in that he would be sought after by a witch who lived very close to them. The idea that he was being watched by Herewe could not get out of his thoughts and he walked suspiciously looking behind his shoulders for any queer creature who might be send to seize him.
When he took his goats to the grazing field he tried to be careful not let them invade someone’s crops. His grandmother called him a lousy herdsman and it felt on him like an abuse.
Once in the grazing fields, he played football with his friends until the goats went home on their own without someone to guide them off from branching into other people’s farms where they eat fleshy stalks of green maize and succulent leaves of cotton plants.
His grandmother was fed up with complaints brought to her about Tala’s carelessness with goats and she would caution him whenever he left home with goats.
“Tala, if you must play football, please, be alert to where the goats are grazing. I don’t like quarrelling with my neighbours,” said the grandmother almost pleadingly.
It was not fair to blame Tala entirely, he tried the best he could in taking care of the goats, but the goats were cheeky and stubborn too. They sneaked as soon as they realized that Tala buried his head into a game of football. And Tala would run madly about to search for them in people’s farms.
His inability to control the cheeky goats made him fearsome of the prospect that one day a witch would come for his neck on that account.
He could not put the thought and the feeling away, and to him Herewe took every stock of his bad behaviors. If he met her by accident on his way he would hide quickly in the nearest bush not to be seen by her.
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Tala and some of his friends seemed to have plausible reasons, to believe that Herewe was a witch. She lived by herself in a small hut surrounded by trees and fruits of all varieties .The fruits were always ripe and alluring, however no one could dare to come near the plants and eat them. Not even those mangoes whose branches over hanged outside the fence of her homestead. Most passers-by went on their way even without looking or admiring the golden yellow fruits.
However there was one and only one Juti, who had eaten Herewe’s fruits without anything happening to him. Juti was Tala’s best friend and on the said day, Tala and his other friends had waited in abated breath to see if Juti would wake up another day without being hospitalized – but nothing happened to him. In the end he was hailed as a great hero who had done the impossible.
Herewe’s homestead was fenced with dried branches of deadly thorns. It was impossible for anyone to break into it without using the gate. The doors of her hut remained closed all day long. Beside her hut, there was a modern granary and the only one of its kind in the whole of Kokwanyo village. It had a raised wooden floor and could stalk over fifty sacs of dry grains.
It had seemed to Tala and his friends that there were so many secrets within Herewe’s homestead. Like all witches they had come across in fairy tales from their books, she had no husband or children anyone knew of.
She climbed on the roof of her small hut and thatched it by herself without getting someone to assist her and that was something very unlikely of women, especially as elderly as she was.
No one in the entire village of Kokwanyo had any idea, when she woke up in the morning. She was always found weeding her crops as early as six when Tala’s brothers would be going to school. She would remain working in her farm until dusk when mothers came back from the market.
Her farm was peculiar too; all types of crops could be found grown inside it, beginning with groundnuts, beans, potatoes, vegetables, sorghum and maize.
Unlike her neighbours, she kept no livestock. Instead there was a giant black cat with bluish eye balls. It was so large, in fact, twice as big as an average adult cat. Her meowing too was quite a scare. It was more of a baby crying than a cat meowing.
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Then, there came a day when Tala came face to face with Herewe.
It had all started from the football ground where Tala had been playing football with his buddies for hours and hours as usual. The ball was made from collected pieces of used plastic bags and artistically woven into round shape with sisal fibers. The game was at its climax when Tala discovered that his goats were missing. His team was leading by four goals to three and their opponent mounted a spirited pressure on them to concede an equalizer. That was the time Tala suddenly left his goal keeping position to check on his goats.
“Hey I am out… could someone come for goal keeping” Tala shouted at Juti, who captained their team and refereed the match at the same time.
“What is it now Tala?” said Juti angrily. Juti feared defeat and he would do anything within his means to make his team win. In fact, he had refused to concede a goal before then, claiming that it had been scored when the goal keeper was out to check on the goats. All in all, he was still considered fairer and that was why he would be chosen to referee over other contenders.
“My goats…I can’t see them anywhere,” Tala said frantically.
“You better hurry up and check the closest farm,” Juti advised.
Tala knew what Juti meant by that, he was teasing him, because like everyone else, he feared Herewe and did not wish to pick a quarrel with her over such grave issue as goats destroying her crops.
It was her farm which was the nearest to their playing ground and everyone with goats were keen not to let his goats wander away into it.
4.
When Tala arrived at Herewe’s shamba, he walked quietly and looked over the hedge if there were goats inside but no goat was within his sight. Instead he came face to face with Herewe. It was as if she had been waiting for his coming.
“Oh you scoundrel eh, your goats…?” the words could not come out clearly from her coarse voice and Tala took off before the last word dropped out.
He simply took off to his heels, like a herd of sheep which had seen a stray dog. He did not even look behind him to find out, if he was being pursued at all but ran as fast as if Herewe was just right behind him, instead.
Those who met him gave way quickly since he was like some wild bull running away from the herd. His manner of running was astounding to look at. He threw his hands in the air and shouted,” waai, waai” until he became deaf.
It was not until after he had gone a kilometre away that he decided to stop shouting and look behind him. There was no one coming, only rain clouds gathering in the blue sky beyond. The cumulus nimbus clouds covered the sun and darkness seemed to advance quicker as if it wanted to rain. That only served to increase his fears and he started running homewards again. He could not tell whether the goats had reached home or had been taken by Herewe.
When he reached home, there were no goats anywhere in the compound.
“Oh my god, what will I do,” he asked himself as he stood by the gate to decide his next course of action.
“What will I do, if she took them away to her home?” he asked himself several questions without any apparent answers coming to his mind and at last he decided to leave before it became very late or before his grandmother discovered what was happening.
“Tala, is that you, come back here?” shouted his grandmother.
“Yes grandma,” quickly answered Tala.
“Where are my goats?” she asked in astonishment. It was very unusual to see Tala without the goats and his grandmother knew that something was a miss already.
“Was just eh, just eh,” Tala struggled to explain,
“Eh, what? Have you lost my goats again you rascal?” she inquired angrily.
“I thought they had already arrived here, grandma,” Tala tried to sound calmed but his voice shook and trembled.
“Oh Tala my grandchild… When will you start thinking like a grown up?” asked the grandmother.
“But grandma…,” Tala tried to explain but he was harshly cut off.
“Off you go, you silly rascal, get back here before nightfall with my goats,” she shouted behind him as he ran off madly again. He couldn’t make his mind immediately and he felt tears streaming down his cheeks.
5.
He was sweating profusely and someone might have thought that he had been rained on severely for the past one hour. The thought of confronting Herewe nagged him to the bone marrow. “No way,” he mattered between boughs of coughs.
To ask Herewe about the whereabouts of his goats was something beyond his imagination.
“What if I am caught for an evening meal?” he asked himself quietly.
It was then the thought of his friend Juti. He was the only one who could help him out, the only one who was not terrified of witches. He remembered the incident when Juti ate those mangoes without winking his eyes or complaining over any bitter taste.
~
Tala wounded his pathway to Juti’ home eventually. It was not far-off from her grandmother’s home – a mere three kilometres away.
He knew that Juti had gone home, by the glance of the setting sun and he would be preparing to milk their cows. Juti was a bit older than Tala. Among boys in their class, he was the only one owning a simba (a small hut for boys), and above all he was well-informed about harvesting honey and universal things. He knew so many stuffs such as, how to avert teachers from whipping him by swallowing a tiny grain of stone after tying a knot to a growing strand of grass. It worked for him but not for others like Tala. He did that daily before he went to school in the morning and returned home at mid-day without being cane by any teacher. If he was cane then, it meant that he had not performed the ritual on the said day. But above all he knew how to keep off evil spirits especially from dreams, although he couldn’t be proved wrong or right.
There was that day he explained to everyone at school, how witches were fearful of pig’s bones. He had stashed such several pierces under his bed in the little hut to protect himself.
He had been meaning to give Tala a pierce from bones, but his grandmother warned him that God did not like such mind-set from His people.
However on that particular day, he felt like keeping one and he asked Juti about it on their way to Herewe’s homestead.
“Are you with those bones you told us about?”
“Yes, but just a pierce for me,” said Juti steadily.
“I would have loved to have a pierce, I feel awful,” said Tala.
“Don’t be worried, one bit is powerful enough for both of us, you shouldn’t be nervous,” Juti gave him a soothing pat as he explained so. “And be quiet now, we are almost there. “
Tala followed Juti from behind and tugged on his sleeves like a toddler who was seeing a naughty puppy for the first time in his life.
6.
“Is anybody home?” Juti called out as he plunged his right hand into the pocket of his pair of short trousers as if to assure Tala that everything was all right.
There was no answer and Tala’s eyes went roaming around the compound, searching for clues to where his goats could have been kept, but nothing suggestive was forthcoming. Darkness had started setting in, and every tree in the homestead was a shadow of a human being, either standing up straight or squatting.
“Grandma, are you home yet,” Juti called out once again. Still no answer came except for the echoes of his voice, which bounced back with a fearsome reverberation which made Tala to writhe inside with dread. The crying of birds welcoming dusk sounded too depressing to him, as if they were spelling some sort of looming disaster. Tala’s heart beat went thumbing loudly between his ribs and the urge to wet his pants couldn’t be resisted and few drops tickled out involuntarily.
“We better go back Juti, before something bad happens.”
“No way, not until we are sure where the goats are,” Juti protested.
“I doubt, they don’t seem to be anywhere here, it is so silent,” Tala countered softly fearing even the sound of his voice. The look on him was terrible, like someone under a high fever. He touched his forehead and thick drops of perspirations streamed uncontrollably down his face.
Juti on the other hand was very much relaxed and plucked a fruit from a branch of a tree hanging overhead and ate while Tala hissed fearfully in protest.
“No please Juti, we better keep to what has brought us here.”
“You coward! I feel so hungry after that gruelling match we played today,” explained Juti.
The black huge cat ensued from nowhere and Tala saw it first and jumped onto Juti’s arm.
“Oh my God, look Juti,” he whispered.
“I think she is somewhere around here,” Juti said and waited for the next thing to happen again. The moments Tala had been avoiding ever since he confirmed that Herewe was a witch arrived without being wished.
It was said that Herewe and her cat were inseparable. Wherever she went, the cat would follow her steps and wherever the cat went, she would follow her steps.
“Is that you grandma?” Juti called out to the pitch darkness, for he could certainly see nobody in the vicinity.
7.
Hardly had the sentences dropped out of Juti’s mouth than Herewe came about. It was meowing of the cat, “Eehaa, eehaa,” which jostled their attention at first and it followed with a huge form rolling about like a beetle with a heavy load of cow dung.
She was carrying a heavy bundle of firewood on her head. Tala could not see clearly, the difference between the bundle of firewood and the person carrying it. To him, it was like a whole mass of a body of some ogre and he clanged to Juti even more tightly. The urge to wet his pant came up once again and he released out more drops.
“What are you two rascals doing in my home at this time?” she inquired as she went to pile her load of firewood on top of other bundles already laid down neatly besides her sophisticated granary.
“Oh grandma, we came to see you,” Juti tried to sound pleasant and confident after hiding what he had been eating behind him.
“Oh… to see me, eh… or to eat my mangoes?” she taunted cleverly and Tala almost ran away. Anyone could tell that Juti had been munching something by just listening to how words pronounced out of his mouth.
But Tala could not see that and he wondered how Herewe had known that Juti had stolen her mangoes. That could not be possible if she wasn’t a witch.
His suspicions increased and he felt trapped in Herewe’s nets. He wanted to plead for forgiveness before it became late, but he lacked courage to speak straight to her.
“And who is your friend and …Why is he hiding behind you?” Herewe inquired as her terrifying black cat wounded herself on her legs. Tala’s hair stood up as if they were combed from inside out. He waited for Juti to say something but Juti kept quiet until he felt his body tensing like a tightened wire of a guitar, ready to twang at any careless least of touch.
“Oh this is my friend Tala. We have come to find out, if you may have seen his goats,” Juti explained politely as he held onto Tala.
“Oh it is you again eh,” she recognises Tala and said, “Oh waai, waai.” Trying to mimick how Tala had cried when he had seen her in that evening and Juti chuckled lightly.
“I would have killed you today,” she finally commented.
The word kill made Tala to jerk off from Juti’s arm, but Juti held tightly to restrain him from running away.
“Relax Tala, there is nothing to be scared of,” coaxed Juti.
Herewe was struggling to open the door by that time and she did not realise the drama which went on behind her back quietly. But ultimately Tala broke out into wailing and all attention turned to him. He was crying frenziedly which made it difficult for Herewe to hear the words he was speaking out.
“Forgive me, I will never play again, I swear I will not, I promise you, I will never play when herding goats,” streams of tears welled down his cheeks and those words got muffled up in the commotion.
“Calm down, please calm down,” Juti pleaded and Herewe was taken by complete surprise to comprehend what was happening between the two boys.
“What is the matter, what has happened to him?” Herewe asked.
“He lost his goats,” responded Juti.
“But I just saw them this evening,” explained Herewe.” I had barred them from entering my shamba”
“Yes but, they are nowhere to be seen. Not even at their home,” Juti explained on his behalf and since he could not talk intelligibly.
“Better check at home again, they couldn’t go anywhere, it was late.”
She spoke so kindly and respectfully that Tala found himself buoyed off from his fears and he muttered “thank you grandma” without second thoughts.
“We are going back then grandma,” Juti informed as he resumed taking bites from his fruit ravenously and without fear.
“No yet, just a minute please,” Herewe countered quickly and fumbled with the lock to open the wooden door to her small hut. Tala almost stopped breathing if Juti did not rush to assure him that it was alright.
Herewe, lit a small tin lamp and a dim light flickered about the tiny hut with life. Tala wondered what Herewe was up to, by calling on them to wait.
“You better get in here where I can see your ugly faces.” she called out to them and brought out a bunch of ripe bananas from a basket hanged on the wall. She gave each a generous cluster with five pieces of plump fruits.
Tala could not believe his eyes and he took his share undecidedly.
“You can help yourself with these,” she offered.
“I will have to visit the market soon or else, my bananas will rot in here,” Herewe said almost to herself and sunk her heavy body into an easy chair placed on the opposite end of the house.
The small hut had taken Tala by surprise, he had expected to see water drums filled up with chunks of meats from human being but there was nothing of that sort anywhere.
When he realised that Juti was eating his banana he found a psyche and burrowed his teeth greedily on his share.
He had been stunned when he heard Herewe speaking very coolly without the husky voice he had come to identify with her. A new revelation was setting on him, that Herewe was just like any other granny he knew of in the village of Kokwanyo. All those stories he had heard about Herewe melted slowly as his eyes looked about the room taking account of every single detail therein.
There was a water pot for preserving drinking water at the end next to where her chair was. The floor was smeared with cow dung and decorated smartly just like the floor of his grandmother. Behind the door was her three cooking stones with stubs of firewood which had remained after previous cooking. Black soot hanged inside the roof like any other hut he had seen before.
8.
But of significance was the huge portrait in black and white colour, a portrait of an elderly man clad in military uniform, hanged on the wall besides the basket where Herewe had taken out the bananas. It was the only intriguing item in the small hut.
Tala wondered who the old man was. He wanted to ask Juti but his thoughts were suddenly interrupted when Herewe spoke. She was evidently exhausted from hard work and leaned on the chair as she spoke to Juti. Words came out of her mouth as if they dropped by themselves without her involvement.
“Hey Juti who is milking the cows today, if you are still here at this time?” she enquired.
“Oh am leaving right away grandma,” Juti realised suddenly, that a task of milking the cows was still waiting on him back at home.
“You better hurry up and get me my share, I would like to sleep early, I feel strangely exhausted today,” she said thoughtfully almost to herself, “and please do remind your mother about our tomorrow’s meeting.”
Tala could not follow the direction the conversation was taking as it finally occurred to him, that Juti and Herewe knew one another.
“And you young man, tell your grandmother that I will not break my back for the sake of her goats,” That was directed to Tala.
“Yes, yes grandmother,” he answered mechanically as if driven more by sheer fear than politeness.
When they had left Herewe’s compound, Tala insisted that Juti explain things to him at once.
“What is going on Juti?” he stirred the argument, “Why did you not tell me that you are related to her?”
“Of course we are related. She is my grandmother and the portrait you saw hanged on the wall belonged to my grandfather who died long time ago,” Juti explained.
“Have you got that bone for driving away bad spirits?” Tala asked and touched Juti’s pockets to feel any hard object.
“I never had any bone, to be honest Tala,” he replied. “I wanted to take you people for a ride when I realised how you mistook my grandmother for a witch.”
Tala could not believe him, he searched and emptied all the content of the three pockets to ascertain for himself but he found nothing like a bone.
He felt very sorry for all the things he had said about Herewe and the thought of apologising to Juti came to his mind. Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to apologise since it was Juti who had himself to blame after all, for having fuelled a false belief about his grandmother to others – that she was a witch.
“I can’t believe you, why do you refer to your granny with her name? Tala enquired. “Is that not being disrespectful of you?”
“No it isn’t, she is the one who insists to be referred with that name. Herewe is the name of my grandfather whose picture you saw on the wall.” Juti explained.
~
Herewe was one unique grandmother in the village of Kokwanyo. She was a very hard working woman and very much reserved. She did not like to socialise with people quite often and instead spent her time working in the shamba to assist her son in bringing up his large family which she was proud of. That was mainly because he was way above his contemporaries by being a husband to three wives at a tender age. Juti was one of her many grandchildren.
Herewe was determined not to allow old age to weigh her down and besides, her only son had a larger family and she felt oblige to assist him occasionally whenever she could.
Whenever the crop yields turn out poorly she would share her grains with her daughters in law and that gave her all the reasons to toil in the shamba day after day for the betterment of her extended family. She was after all, a wife of a soldier who had fought in the Second World War and brought several medallions which spoke of his gallantry. Hard work was the only way to live according to the whim of her beloved husband who had died long time ago before children like Tala and Juti were born.
~
Tala and Juti came to where the pathway split and bid each other good night.
“Should you fail to find your goats at home, do let me know by tomorrow morning, remember it would be Saturday-no school for us!” Juti shouted happily.
9.
When Tala reached home, he found his grandmother waiting for him; she was very much worried about where he had been at such late hour of the evening.
“Where have you been grandson?” she was almost sorry for having sent him away harshly. “The goats arrived long time ago immediately you left and if you can see their distended stomachs! I will not be surprised if someone comes to report tomorrow that his crops had been destroyed.”
“No, they didn’t destroy someone’s shamba, grandma,” Tala defended.
“I have sung to you more than once, to be careful with goats nowadays, but you can’t heed even a good advice,” she said attentively.
~
The day had been long for Tala, but so many good things had eventually turned out in the end and he had every reason to smile and be jovial.
If it was not the joy of finding his goats safely at home then it was the consoling discovery that Harewe was not a witch after all – but a lovely and generous grandmother who had given him sweat bananas and above all she was the grandmother to his friend Juti.
He thought of recounting what had happened that day to his grandmother, but thought otherwise since she might have known about the outlawed football playing which went on in the fields when they went grazing.
When the story time came that night, they did not, as usual, sit around the fireside to watch the stars in the blue sky above but they bundled themselves inside the small hut, because it had drizzled outside. And they listened to grandmother’s stories. Once again the story of a witch who abducted stubborn boys and fed on their tender meat was retold and that time round the narrative was far much different and Tala realised that the witch in the story could not have been Herewe by all means.
I Love Italian Wine and Food – The Sardinia Region
October 27, 2009 by rum lounge
Filed under Wines And Spirits
If you are looking for fine Italian wine and food, consider the Sardinia region of southern Italy. You may find a bargain, and I hope that you’ll have fun on this fact-filled wine education tour.
Sardinia is the second largest island in the Mediterranean, located in the Tyrrhenian Sea west of mainland Italy. Sardinia’s terrain is mountainous, and its beaches are excellent. Sardinia is known for archeological ruins and has become a tourist destination for the international jet set. Because of its exceptional location Sardinia has always popular, Invaders include Phoenicians, Carthaginians, Romans, Byzantines, Arabs, and Spaniards, without mentioning numerous Italian peoples. During part of the 18th and 19th Century it was united with the northern region of Piedmont in the Kingdom of Piedmont-Sardinia. The population is about 1.6 million.
Sardinia’s administrative center is Cagliari, an ancient university town on the southern coast of the island. Its population is approximately one hundred sixty thousand. The famous author D. H. Lawrence compared this beautiful city to a “White Jerusalem.†Another city of interest is Sassari, which has the best collection of Sardinian art.
Sardinia is Italy’s leading source of organic produce, and includes nearly one-third of Italy’s land cultivated biologically. The climate is subtropical and more than half the territory is devoted to pasture land. Food is plentiful, it is said that there are over 500 kinds of bread, perhaps one for every village. The inland is full of meat, including lamb, goat, pork and game, while the coast teems with fish, lobster, and eel.
Sardinia devotes about 107 thousand acres to grapevines, it ranks 8th among the 20 Italian regions. Its total annual wine production is about 28 million gallons, giving it a 12th place. About 57% of the wine production is red or rosé (only a bit of rosé), leaving 43% for white. The region produces 19 DOC wines and one DOCG wine, Vermentino di Gallura, one of the two DOCG wines produced in southern Italy. DOC stands for Denominazione di Origine Controllata, which may be translated as Denomination of Controlled Origin, presumably a high-quality wine. The G in DOCG stands for Garantita, but there is in fact no guarantee that such wines are truly superior. About 15% of Sardinian wine carries the DOC or DOCG designation. Sardinia is home to almost dozen four major and secondary grape varieties, about half white and half red.
There are no widely grown international white grape varieties in Sardinia. The best known Italian white varieties are Vermentino, Nuragus, and Vernaccia.
Widely grown international red grape varieties include Cannonau, known as Garnacha in Spain, and Grenache in France and elsewhere, and Carignano, known as Carignan in France. The best known Italian red variety is Monica, which probably originated in Spain, and may be related to California’s Mission grape variety.
Before we review the Sardinian wine and cheese that we were lucky enough to purchase at a local wine store and a local Italian food store, here are a few suggestions of what to eat with indigenous wines when touring this beautiful region.
Start with Melanzane in Pinzimonio, Smoked Eggplants in Mint-Basil Oil.
As a second course try Aragosta Arrosto, Roasted Lobster with Parsley and Bread Crumbs.
For dessert indulge yourself with Seadas, Pastry with Cheese and Bitter Honey.
OUR WINE REVIEW POLICY While we have communicated with well over a thousand Italian wine producers and merchants to help prepare these articles, our policy is clear. All wines that we taste and review are purchased at the full retail price.
Wine Reviewed
Sella and Mosca Cannonau di Sardegna (V) DOC Reserva 2003 13.5% alcohol about $12.50
Cannonau wine may qualify as the mother of all European wines. It is made from the Grenache grape, which originated in Spain. The producer, Sella and Mosca, has the second largest contiguous vineyard in Italy. Over 6 million bottles are year are produced on an estate of more than 1500 acres. Some will say that such a humongous estate is unlikely to produce an outstanding wine. Such a claim may be incorrect, but this wine was far from outstanding.
The marketing materials stated that this wine is more or less ruby in color, tending to orange upon aging, with a light scent of grapes with a characteristic flavor ranging from dry to sweetish. It was aged three years in oak prior to its release and may be cellared for a decade or more. The wine is said to be particularly suitable to accompany red meats and seasoned cheeses. Uncork it at least one hour before serving.
I found that it had quite a light color for a red wine. To my mind, it was thin but pleasant with very little nose. I first tasted it with a rib steak marinated in a spicy sauce. This pairing brought out the fruit, and the wine was pleasantly acidic, but I would have preferred a more robust wine to balance the meat. I finished the bottle withy barbequed hamburgers, and it didn’t go quite as well. The wine was weak, perhaps affected by staying too long in the bottle.
Pecorino Sardo is a traditional sheep’s milk, semi-cooked hard cheese that comes in a “sweet” or “ripened” variety. The sweet variety is soft, and the ripened variety is hard. My cheese was ripened and treated with balsamic vinegar. A commercial roasted eggplant with sweet red peppers accompanied the wine and cheese. Everything went well together, the nutty flavors of the cheese balanced the wine’s fruit. In conclusion, I liked the wine best with the cheese. I don’t plan on buying this wine again, I found it a bit overpriced. Even though it didn’t cost a lot, one might have thought that a mass-produced wine from Sardinia would be somewhat less expensive.
Planning a 21st Birthday Party
October 27, 2009 by rum lounge
Filed under Drinking Games
turning twenty-one and you want to throw a big bash! Just remember that alcohol can be fun, but also very dangerous. Everything should be kept in moderation.
First and foremost, invite friends and family that you know and trust. If you’re planning to get drunk on your birthday, it is best not to have people around who will take advantage of your altered state of mind. Secondly, plan a budget. Even while throwing a big bash, you can still find ways to keep it inexpensive, such as making the party a BYOB: “Bring Your Own Bottle”, starting a collection pool for an alcohol run, or even brew your own beer beforehand.
Music choices will vary from person to person at your party, so you want to make sure that you have a wide selection, or if it fits into your budget, hire a disc jockey. For entertainment, there are many options that you could do. Just try to keep an open and creative mind. For example, a party I once attended, the host had painted Twister circles on the floor tile with water-soluble paint. After fashioning a crude, but effective spinner out of cardboard and paperclips, there was much fun, laughter and amusing photographs.
Since it is a twenty-first birthday party, it is expected that a few drinking games will be played. Beer Pong is an example of one of these types of games. It is a game played on a Ping Pong table with two triangles made up of six cups on either end of the table. Using two beers per side fill the cups. You should also have a cup full of water on each side to use to rinse the ping pong ball should it happen to fall off of the table. The two players of each team, taking turns, each throw a ping pong ball to the other side of the table, trying to get it to land in a cup. If it does, one of the players from the opposing team have to drink the beer from that cup. If both players are successful in landing a cup, their team shoots again. If they can sink their balls into the same cup, the game is over and all of the remaining beer must be consumed by the losing team members. The object of the game is to rid the opponents side of all beer cups. House rules for Beer Pong can vary from house to house, so you can be inventive and make some rules of your own. A good example of a house rule would be: in the event of a shutout, which is when one team makes all cups before the other team makes one, the losing team must strip down to their boxers and run around in the parking lot for one full minute.
The important thing to remember is that 21 is a special birthday, so be sure to have fun, also remember to be safe. Do not drive if you have been drinking.
French Wine Can Cost Over 1000 Per Bottle
October 27, 2009 by rum lounge
Filed under Wines And Spirits
Wine is undoubtedly one of the great national treasures of France, which over the years has become an integral part of French culture and is rooted in history with around half a million vineyards.
Although you can find many great value wines and numerous different varieties to choose from whatever your palette, there are also some of the most expensive wines in the world that are produced in France, and the vast majority of people will never be able to experience in their lifetime.
In fact, a vintage Romanee Conti red wine produced from the pinot noir grape in Burgundy can cost anything upwards of 1,000 for just one bottle. And a rare vintage case of 12 sold at auction in London for a staggering 58,500 making this the most expensive case of wine sold at auction up until the year 2007.
Both Bordeaux and Burgundy have always contested that they produce the best wines and in their own ways the are probably both correct, and yet apart from the Champagne region, famous for the sparkling wine of the same name, Bordeaux wines are far more widely known than those from Burgundy.
No matter what region in France you go on holiday to, you will be able to sample a wide variety of different wines and it is a good idea to get to know your preferences before trying different ones. Whether you prefer a red wine or a white wine, sweet or dry, still or sparkling the choice is immense.
Going to a wine tasting session can be great fun trying out different varieties, yet for some it can also be a little daunting, especially if it is not on an arranged tour of which there are plenty to choose from. However, there are some general pointers that will get you through.
When wine tasting, you should always start off with the lightest wines such as sparkling wines and work through to full bodied whites, then through the reds from the light to the full bodied and end on dessert wines. This will help to keep your taste buds more sensitive so you can better appreciate each wine and in some places they even supply water in between so as to get the full flavour and texture of each wine you are tasting.
You should swill the wine round in the glass a couple of times, which will help aerate it and provide you with the full aroma. Plus it is customary to spit out most wine, rather than swallow it, although you can swallow a small amount on occasions to experience what it is like after it has gone down.
The Loire Valley is a massive wine producing region that produces a variety of wine such as Muscadet, Cabernet Franc, Gamay reds and even reasonably priced Sauvignon Blancs. And with the beautiful chateaux plus the tranquil winding river it makes the Loire region one of the most visited areas in France for experiencing wines and fine French food to accompany them with the stunning backdrops so synonymous with this region.
Yet for hundreds of years Bordeaux has had a long and internationally famous history of high quality wines and is also a very popular place to go, although you can still pick up a good value Bordeaux wine if you travel to the outskirts of the region.
And yes, who could not think about champagne, which is so tightly controlled for what can be classed as a true champagne, you will get to appreciate why some varieties are so expensive and are only produced in this region for consumption throughout the world. However, there are some vineyards that will charge far less for a bottle of their champagne with the same finesse, compared to that of the famous brands we have all come to know.
The Languedoc region in France is one of the biggest wine producing regions and to put this into perspective, it has over two times more land planted to vines than the whole of Australia! Even though in the past, they concentrated more on quantity rather than quality, this is changing where you can pick up a reasonably priced wine that can match up to some at double or even triple the cost.
But France is a country that has such a different range of wines from the many wine regions and each one will provide a taste, aroma and body like no other and some regions themselves offer such a diverse range it can be quite mind boggling, yet a fascinating experience.
Obviously, white wine has long been associated with fish and chicken, whereas red wine is normally paired with red meats and game. Yet when you are in France experiencing the fantastic culinary delights of the regions speciality French food, take the time to choose a wine that will enhance the experience or ask for advice and enjoy.
Excursions Direct 2007 Algarve excursion review
October 27, 2009 by rum lounge
Filed under Wines And Spirits
As the Algarve season draws to an end for another year, Excursions Direct is able to bring you the 2007 Excursion review.
Each year we produce a review Blog that will hopefully help and guide next years visitors to the excursions, days and nights out that you enjoyed this year. We have had quite a few changes for the 2007 season, and not just including the attractions. The Algarve has undergone a transformation over the past 2 years where roads and junctions have changed dramatically as the infrastructure has been dragged into the 21st century.
This year more than ever has seen many of the junctions replaced by roundabouts, the usual single lane roads widened to dual carriageways. It is with these changes in mind that we advise all visitors for the 2008 season to use the transport provided by many of the excursion companies, this will save you masses of time and effort in navigating the new improved Algarve traffic system. We hope by 2009 the majority of the works undertaken will be complete and normality can resume.
Right, enough of the rambling lets get down to business. We have reviewed the top 5 excursions that you booked through us last year as well as consulting our friends at Thomas Cook to get a broader picture of what was hot in 2007. A couple of the reviews actually contain more than one excursion this is because depending on which part of Algarve you chose would depend on the trip you would take (you will get what I mean when you read on). Also please remember that you can get exact prices and group quotes from our website.
The sections included this year are;
Zoomarine
For about the 300 hundredth year running Zoomarine has toped the charts once again. Locals struggle to remember an Algarve without the famous park; some say it was built during the Moorish invasion and that Henry the navigator himself brought the original dolphins after his Atlantic voyage (sorry I am being ridiculous). The park has become an integral part of any Algarve holiday for all nationalities. Zoomarine was actually founded in 1989 as a marine learning centre for adults and children alike since then it has grown into the Algarve’s most famous excursion. The dolphin shows, Sealion theatre (in 2007 called “Magic bookâ€), the birds of prey display and the shark tunnel, not to mention the log flume, the swinging pirate boat and the mini rollercoaster. 2007 also saw the addition of the 4D cinema, this incredible movie shows how we are changing and affecting our planet through how we treat nature. All of this accompanied by the huge swimming pool and sun deck, bars, restaurants and shops you can begin to see why it wins every year. Oh and on top of all this did I forget to mention that with an advance booking through Excursions Direct you can swim with the dolphins, yes that’s right SWIM WITH THE DOLPHINS. The dolphin interaction is a fantastic way for visitors young and old to fulfil what is for most a life long dream. Zoomarine was priced at €21.50 for 2007 we will keep you posted on any price rises for 2008 on our website, Excursions Direct. However for a full day out including transport with everything inside free (with the exception of food, drinks and gifts) £13.00 per adult is unbelievable value. Excursions Direct would just like to say a huge thank you to Rosa and all the team at Zoomarine for another superb season.
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Waterparks
The waterparks produced the Excursions Direct team with yet another headache this year with the Algarve split once again depending on where you were staying. The West coast visitors had Aqualand and Slide and Splash at a 40, 60 split in favour of Slide and Splash, whereas the East coast visitors all flocked to Aquashow in Quarteira, so to give you a run down of all three here goes.
Aqualand
They can be found in between Alcantarilla and Lagoa on the EN125, known locally as “The Big One†for strange phallic reasons which we can only imagine refer to the fact it sports the highest waterslide on the Algarve called the Kamikaze, you can also enjoy the Anaconda, Congo river, Surf beach wave pool, the raging rapids, the crazy race, the banzai boggan plus all the swimming pools, bars and restaurants. There is an assortment of gift shops and return transport from as far away as Vilamoura to the east and Praia do Roche (Portimao) in the west. The pricing starts at €21.50 for an adult staying locally up to €25.50 for an adult staying at the furthest pick up point, children are slightly less roughly 75% of the adult price. All in all a great day out and a summer favourite.
Slide and Splash
Just pipping Aqualand at the post according to our records (not by much mind), Slide and Splash is a family favourite, with pick up points from one side of the Algarve to the other it is an easy park to get to. The park can be found on the west side of Lagoa towards Portimao, with huge slides and rides, multiple swimming pools and the usual Bars, and restaurants Slide and Splash is a absolute must for the water babies amongst us. Again with prices ranging from €21.50 right up to €30.50 from Spain (yes Spain, they will travel to get you).
Aquashow
What can we say about Aquashow and Senor Calderinhas team that the park doesn’t say for itself? Packed with incredible rides and shows as well as a full on rollercoaster. Situated on the main road from the EN125 at the “Quatro Estradas†roundabout heading towards Quarteira. The park provides transport from just about anywhere and charges the same price of €21.50 for entrance. The park is heavily pushed by the major UK tour operators for their Eastern Algarve visitors and we must confess that wherever you may be staying on the Algarve it is worth the trip to pay the guys a visit.
Waterparks are an essential part of any Algarve holiday, you can soak up the sun, relax on manicured soft grass, sip refreshing ice cold drinks from the bar all in the knowledge the family is safe and being supervised every step of the way by experienced and professional lifeguards.
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Coach tours
Now all you guys that visited Algarve this season certainly enjoyed your days out on board our famous coach tours. From the Eastern Algarve to the best of the west and everywhere in between. It was a hard one to call this year but Excursions Direct came up with the defining top three coach tours, somehow. Starting in reverse order at number three we have the Seville shopping trip, we are not really sure what is going on here but you guys are visiting Portugal and your number three coach trip is to Spain??? Besides that we have to admit it is a fantastic trip, the day begins pretty early (around 7.30am) where you are collected from your hotel by air conditioned (or heated) coach. On board is your guide (You can choose from English, German, French, Portuguese and Spanish) for the day that will help with any questions or queries you may have during the 2 hour journey through Eastern Algarve and out onto the vast flatlands of the Costa de la Luz, Huelva and finally your destination, Seville. On arrival in Seville you will be given the coach meeting point (very easy), maps and of course all the locations of the shops. You can either spend the entire day at the main shopping centres or you can explore some of the sights and sounds of this remarkable city from the incredible cathedral to the art quarter. At around 4pm you will return to the coach where your guide will make sure everyone is aboard and accounted for (it has been known for customers to spend the night in Seville and make their own way back the next day or catch another coach on another day) we will then head back across the border where you will be dropped off at your hotel or drop off point.
At number two is 2 trips on different days but doing almost the same thing, Loule and Quarteira market trips These are both half day tours and are very self explanatory they will collect you from your hotel, apartment, villa or nearest pick up point at around 8am depending on where your staying. If you are visiting the Quarteira market you will be travelling on a Wednesday if its Loule you have chosen it will be a Saturday. The markets are a favourite where you can browse the clothing, lace embroidery, gift and local art stalls. If its food and local produce that gets you going there is the local fresh fish and meat market as well as deli stands and street food sellers. Both of the markets are very much local affairs and you will be rubbing shoulders with the locals as much as other visitors, the locals seem to find all the fuss about their markets a little strange they are simply there to buy their weekly shopping but still it’s a great experience. The markets will begin to close at approximately 2pm where you will be collected by your coach and taken back to you accommodation. Both markets are very local to Vilamoura and Albufeira so if you want to stay on in either town for some late lunch or even an afternoon browsing let the coach driver know and off you go (no refunds for one way trips mind ha, ha, ha). So to the top of the pile for the Excursions Direct coach tours we have the Historical Algarve trip. Again you will be collected from your hotel or nearest pick up point at around 8.30am and off to the first stop on the tour which is Silves. This is the ancient Moorish capital of Algarve and is steeped in history dating back almost 1000 years you can visit the cathedral (entrance fee not included). Travelling west we head to the Monchique Mountains where the views are spectacular from the peak of the famous 3000 foot high mountain top where you can sample local wines and brandies in a free tasting. The next stop is down towards the coast and the ancient city of Lagos where you will have time to reflect at the location of the very first human slave market in Europe and pause for thought in the old baroque style church of St Anthony. Our next destination is Cape St Vincent, the most westerly point in Europe where many centuries before Henry the Navigator once stood and pondered on what really lay beyond the horizon. We take the time to visit Baleeira the small fishing village and the fortress where Prince Henry started the very first navigation school. We then make our way back eastwards to your drop off points along the Algarve. The trip runs every Monday, Tuesday and Thursday and costs an incredible €25 (£17) per person with discounts for groups children and OAP´s.
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Nights out
When it comes to letting your hair down it’s a difficult one to call as everyone is different, you can find people in traditional restaurants in Algarve’s beautiful countryside, chatting at the bar of a golf club or partying on the strip in Albufeira or the old town. We have included a couple of reviews in this section as well as some info on some organized nights out available through , Excursions Direct. If your looking for the party atmosphere you need to be heading to one of three places. The strip in Albufeira, the old town (square) in Albufeira or the marina in Vilamoura (summer only). These areas are filled with bars, restaurants and nightclubs, there are Karaoke bars, fun pubs and theme bars as well as the new trendy wine bars around the revamped square in Albufeira’s old town. The Algarve has a huge range of restaurants and cafes from the Michelin stared Willy’s in Vilamoura to the popular Churrasco (bbq’d meat) restaurants where a Prata do Dia (Menu of the day) would cost around €6 for a 3 course meal (yes that’s £4 per person). We also have the proverbial Indians, Chinese, Italians, burger joints and pizza restaurants but we can have them anywhere cant we, so we wont spend much time on those. For more detailed information on the bars and restaurants of Algarve feel free to drop us a line through the Excursions Direct website
As far as organised days out are concerned there are two main options that we have had huge feedback from, the casino shows and the Portuguese evening.
The casino shows
We have three casinos on Algarve, one is at Praia do Roche (Portimao) one in Monte Gordo (near Spanish border) and the other is in Vilamoura, all have different shows on throughout the year so here is a low down.
Vilamoura
The Vilamoura Casino will present for the first time the show “Amor Latino†-production and choreography by the Russian Sergey Denisov. In a cigarette factory, somewhere in a country with a Caribbean aroma, a North-American officer (“Romeoâ€) falls in love at first sight with the sensual beauty of a factory worker (“Juliaâ€) who is engaged to be married. It is a small city and the love triangle meets in a discotheque. The jealous lovers fight for their dear one. “Romeo†is put in jail but manages to escape with his lover’s help who hides him in a boat. However, as carnival time starts there is a masquerade where anything can happen, even the unexpected. When entering the magnificent hall of the Casino, you may visit the Commercial and Art Gallery, where exhibitions are frequently held and artists, photographers, sculptors delight lovers of the different artistic expressions. In one of the comfortable lounges we have at you disposal, you may choose to have a chat, read a magazine or enjoy an appetizer before dinner. In the Royal Restaurant/ Lounge, with a capacity for 200 people, you may enjoy a comfortable and elegant atmosphere, which is the ideal place to hold celebration dinners of all types. The Miralago Lounge, with 500 places, offers a magnificent view and presents, daily, a wide variety of shows that carry you to the most idyllic sceneries while you appreciate unique flavours. Situated in the hall of the Vilamoura Casino, the Arabesque Bar is the meeting point where you may appreciate the most exquisite international cocktails before and after meals. The Arab décor takes us into the world of magic stories, such as “1001 Nights” by Sherazade or “Ali Bábá and the 40 Thieves”. It has been for over ten years one of the most popular places for the Algarve night. This is especially due to the modern and refined décor.
Portimao
Situated in the extreme south of Portugal, the Algarve coast is famous for the immense blue of its sea as well as infinite, warm water beaches with the finest sands.
The rich gastronomy, traditions, handicrafts and magnificent golf courses are unique requisites of this irresistible place, situated between the mountain and the sea, and a clear invitation to tourism.
In the heart of Praia da Rocha, the Algarve Casino Hotel offers the ideal scenery for holidays that combine comfort with elegance, entertainment wi







