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*With apologies to the B-52s
Two months ago in this newsletter, I was lamenting missing the travels of the Before Times, when I had the opportunity to explore wine regions in far-flung corners of the world.
If I’ve learned anything since then, it’s to be careful what you wish for.
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Mere hours after that issue of Dish landed in mailboxes, I had an invitation land in my inbox about visiting the Abruzzo region of Italy, located about a 150-kilometre drive northeast of Rome… and, well, I leave tomorrow.

CNSItaly’s Abruzzo region is known for its saffron, seafood and its wines, which are often very well priced. (Photo by Ralph Plath/Special to Ottawa Citizen)
Only days after that invite arrived, I was asked to return as a judge for WineAlign’s National Wine Awards of Canada, taking place this year in Ontario’s Niagara region starting on June 19. Suddenly, despite the still-questionable state of things pandemic-wise, a flicker of normalcy has returned to my wine-writing world.
Incredibly, a week later came an invite to an event called Montlouis on the Rock, a food and wine event taking place in the Montlouis-sur-Loire region, located some 220-plus kilometres southwest of Paris. I was originally invited to attend in April 2020, but the event was cancelled because, you know, COVID-19. Now taking place in early July, it means I’ve got three trips scheduled in the space of about six weeks — a monumental (and almost certainly unwise) undertaking given my required tasks for the Free Press and general life commitments.
For the Italy and France trips, I tacked on an extra day in Rome and Paris, respectively, to acclimatise, poke around, see the sights, eat some good food/taste some nice wines, etc. If anyone has any hot tips on out-of-the-way spots in either city, do let me know. I’ve been poring through episodes of Anthony Bourdain’s Parts Unknown, scouring his posthumous book World Travel and rifling through Stanley Tucci’s memoir Taste: My Life Through Food in between episodes of his Stanley Tucci: Searching for Italy. (I’ve found research needs to be done in short bursts, or right after eating a meal, so as to avoid feeling famished.)
For Rome I had plans to sip a negroni, track down some cacio e pepe or maybe some pizza and wash it down with a nice glass of red on a patio. But with temperatures on Sunday (my arrival date) currently forecast to be 36 C in Rome, the drink of choice might have to be ice water and the location somewhere with air conditioning.

TNSCacio e pepe is a simple pasta dish that translates to “cheese and pepper”; rather than add a sauce, a splash of pasta water is often added to the pan and heated up to melt some of the cheese. (Kathleen Purvis / Charlotte Observer / TNS)
Food-wise, Italy’s Abruzzo region is known for its saffron production, so I assume there’ll be plenty of the spice sprinkled into the many seafood dishes the region also produces. Wine-wise the area’s best known for Montepulciano d’Abruzzo (red) and Trebbiano d’Abruzzo (white) wines.
Most of the examples we see in Manitoba are of the well-priced “entry-level” variety (think Citra… decent stuff for the price but not earth-shattering). I’ve been told by pals in the local wine trade who have been to the region, however, that there are some stunning hidden gems made there that must be tried. Stay tuned.
Closer to home, there are also signs of a return to near-normalcy. The second night of the Winnipeg Whisky Festival takes place tonight at the Fairmont Winnipeg, and the Flatlander’s Beer Festival returns to Canada Life Centre on June 17 and 18. (After having popped into the whisky fest last night, I’m hoping cask-strength bourbon helps prevent me from catching COVID.)
Then, of course, in the fall comes the return of the big one — the Winnipeg Wine Festival, taking place Sept. 17-24, with the public tastings going down Sept. 23 and 24 at the RBC Convention Centre. Argentina is the theme region for 2022, so expect the Malbec to be flowing freely.
The thought of milling around with thousands of other folks, swirling, sniffing and sipping away, droplets flying everywhere, is still a little overwhelming. But, as they say, when in Rome…
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