Tuesday, March 11, 2014
By JOE APPEL
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And as the explosion of online social media has shown, there are many intelligent guides around if you know where to look. Maybe if I wrote a couple of paragraphs in this Maine-based publication explaining why the Puffeney Poulsard touched me so, some readers would be intrigued enough to try it. If they did, maybe their world would expand just a bit, or soften, or take on another shade of nuance. That's enough.
Wine isn't a luxury gimmick for me, some grape-juice version of rich Corinthian leather. Nor do I appreciate being limited in it because of an underlying assumption that one "good" bottle is "as good" as another bottle. Wine is nothing less than a portal to truth, a way to explore the world.
If the nation goes as Maine does, then perhaps some of us ought to tell our legislators (as the citizens of Washington state did, by the way, in 2011) that a system erected in part to replace Prohibition is obsolete. That humility, grace, connection, labor, beauty, respect and acceptance ought not be constrained by the state and its bean-counter chums.
Joe Appel works at Rosemont Market. His blog, soulofwine.com, continues the conversation, and he can be reached at: