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Beating Canada's Wine Communists

Dwayne PERREAULT - To this day, most Canadian wine consumers go to the same place Soviet citizens went to get their wine: the government shop, monopoly and cash cow created for and by the state.

Growing up in Canada in the seventies and eighties, I remember the wine section was almost an afterthought in the Provincial Liquor Board shop in my town, one or two aisles filled with mostly Liebfraumilch, Mateus and Baby Duck, a Canadian sparkling sweet wine made from vitis labrusca varieties. It was extremely popular, so much so that Andrés, the company that made it, actually discouraged Canadian vintners from planting vitis vinifera varieties.

The vintners eventually did plant European vines, and the quality of Canadian wine increased dramatically, thereby not only creating a viable Canadian wine industry but also sparking consumer interest in wine in general. The selection in the government shops has grown better: I can buy Grand Cru Classés and even Dom Perignon in my Saskatchewan hometown…

Outpourings: how to sell a precious wine, or not

There's one wine in my collection that I do not often talk about. I'd rather drink it, and I'm afraid it sells out too soon. The last time that I mentioned the wine was in the beginning of March, just before the Bordeaux 2009 frenzy broke loose, so it is about time that I get back to the Burgundian jewels of… David Clark.


First, a sidestep. Over the years I have noticed that writing a posting about a certain wine does not necessarily spark sales. A safe feeling of course, but do I understand it? Not really, to be honest. Or perhaps I do, a bit. What do you think about the following assumptions:

1. Many readers of this blog do not live in the Netherlands (just a fact, but wait, there's more).
2. I have never made a strong commercial "call to action", as it is called officially. Something like: "Are you interested? Then try this wine now and get three bottles for the price of two!"
3. Most readers are wine geeks (or lovers si vous voulez) who decide for t…

Intermezzo on drugs

Last week I was confronted with a less pleasant part of wine: its weight. As a matter of fact, I did something very stupid: I lifted two six-packs, all the way from the floor, while chatting and not paying attention to what I was doing, making a bad move and *tsjak* is what my back said.

It's painful but moreover, it's annoying: I am very limited in what I can do all day.

And I even can't drink. The stuff I that got prescribed is called Tramadol, quite heavy stuff that gives a slightly intoxicated feeling, invokes hot flushes and - just as with smoking pot - gives a dry mouth. Altogether not even that bad with a glass of water within reach, but a refreshing wine would of course be better.

However, alcohol overrules the effect of the tramadolhydrochloride I was told, so I shouldn't do that.

What actually bothers me is that I hurt my back with a case of my favourite wine… Well, I know this is never going to happen to me again. Carrying cases is serious business, obviously.

No…