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Cuvée Reagan/Bush/Bush/Madoff

Our country has been trading worthless paper against worthless paper ever since the Ronald Reagan administration. The popular anticipation was that everyone could be rich, everyone could buy a home, everyone could send their kids to insanely expensive colleges if you just had the right piece of paper acquired from the right consultant. All this has collapsed into one horrible mess that threatens great human suffering throughout the world.

It was pure and simple greed which drove this country to tank out. Around this time, the wine industry became converted into yet another commodity based on points, scores and commodity exchange and speculation.

To look around the wine landscape is profoundly depressing -- you see people continuing to sell highly scored labels for millions of dollars. Labels that have no land, no value, no meaning. People who come out of nowhere to make wine that comes out of no place and tastes like nothing continue to ride a trend of money making with the same old worn out points on paper certifying their bottles can be taken directly to the bank.

This is not going to last. At Louis/Dressner, at Kermit Lynch, at Peter Weygandt, at Neal Rosenthal, at Jenny & François we offer wines that have never heard of Bernie Madoff. Some of the best regional importer/distributors (Polaner, Bowler, Chadderdon, Beaune Imports, Triage, Farm Wine Imports, to name a few) also specialize in real/natural wines that express history, pride, love, work and a future based on something real. The fruit of the earth.

It is a turning point for the wine trade. Lets bail out of the old style of riding some cynical consumer fad (Where have all the critters gone) based on Parker or some other fad and proudly sell the beauty of that rare intersection of time and place that only the vine can express. Madoff is in jail....let him rot and let us learn the lessons.

Yes, there are only a small amount of wines made this way, but there still remains plenty to sell, drink and enjoy. Lets not confuse all forms of fermented grapes as being in the same family.

It is time to draw some limits!


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Joe Dressner - Captain Tumor Man!


Hi, I'm Joe Dressner the famous wine importer and I have brain cancer!

I already have a wine blog and frankly wine is such a luxury business that I hate to mix my cancer problems with my wine observations. I think it would be a general downer for the lifestyle crowd out there.

Furthermore, we in the wine trade always claim there are tremendous health benefits to drinking wine. I've already had cardiovascular bypass surgery over eight years ago and now I got a tumor aggressively rattling in my brain. My colleagues in the glamorous wine industry want me to keep it quiet.

So, I've started this wonderful new blog to discuss wine, brain tumors, my life and to give you hot tips on handling the cancer stricken around you. There will also be practical wine/radiation pairings when I start radiation therapy and chemotherapy next week.

Having brain cancer means I might both physically and intellectually decline. So, I will be using this blog as a venue to pursue petty vendettas against relatives, acquaintances and people in the wine trade.

I might also lose touch with reality and say things that are not true or are only half true. The important thing is to have fun and enjoy this rare and precious time in my life.

One of my pet vendettas is my cousin Dr. Barbara Hirsch. Dr. Barbara Hirsch is a very important Great Neck Endocrinologist, who was raised and nurtured by my parents. Dr. Hirsch waited until my father was near death and my mother was suffering from a rare neuromuscular disorder, to write them a seven page letter denouncing them for being horrible to her for the entirety of her life! Despite my concerns, Dr. Hirsch still refuses to apologize.

Last night, I drank a beautiful bottle of Bourgueil Clos Sénéchal 2005 from Pierre Breton. It was sublime and reminded me that I used to be healthy. Not only that, the vineyard used to be there before I existed. It exists independently of my having cancer and will continue to exist. You ought to buy some.

August 2009 Postscript: Not only does it exist independently of my cancer, it also exists independently of Louis/Dressner Selections. After 18 years, they have dumped us for Kermit Lynch. Oh well. At least I'm alive!