Wine, so swanky

By Kyle Young

Origins, Nature, Variations Wine is, simply, what happens when you leave grape juice out and it gets fermented by yeast. Not so simply is what happens to get good wine. Modern practices require close attention to growing conditions, species of grape, weather patterns, harvest times, types of yeasts, ageing techniques and a host of other… Continue reading Wine, so swanky

Wine, so swanky

By Kyle Young

Pizza: Remember that Chianti we were talking about? It also goes well with pizza. You could try a crisp-medium bodied white as well, like an unoaked Chardonnay. KD: There are many ways to eat this staple of University diets. Plain would pair with a crisp, dry Riesling (ask for the Kabinett style), so as to… Continue reading Wine, so swanky

Wine, so swanky

By Kyle Young

Willow Park Huge selection, I mean really, really huge, and a staff that knows where all of it is. A favorite of many, it is well known clear across the country for its diverse inventory. Eau Claire Wine Market It may look tinny, but they’ve got loads of wine crammed in their little corner of… Continue reading Wine, so swanky

Wine, so swanky

By Kyle Young

onsider the following: You and your date arrive at that swanky restaurant you’ve been saving up for, hoping to get a taste of food prepared with a little more art and love than the KD you had last night. You’ve considered the menu and are prepared to make your selection. After ordering the $60 dish… Continue reading Wine, so swanky

Tequila no es bueno

By Confessional #5

This just in: Tequila is hazardous to your health. It may cause you to perform actions including, but not limited to: skinny-dipping, running away from various individuals of authority, enticing strange people to eat out of your cleavage, hopping into police cruisers with the intention of gaining a ride home, breaking into public pools, playing… Continue reading Tequila no es bueno

Innocent?

By Confession #4

The night started innocently enough. I was heading to a “name that tune” night at a local bar to meet an old high school acquaintance–who is probably still with her boyfriend–and I’m with a reformed drug addict who is camping in a tent in my backyard (a long story that would be of a book… Continue reading Innocent?

Yet another tale from yet another drunkard

By Confession #3

An open bar and my birthday do not a good combination make. It was the end of summer. A national political Party was having their national convention in Edmonton, numerous factions were eager to trade alcohol and party favors for support, and party leaders had wisely booked multiple entertainment venues for conventioneers. Youth delegates from… Continue reading Yet another tale from yet another drunkard