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Saturday, October 22, 2021

bloodthirstyMy friends Tom and Amber are hosting a Halloween winetasting party at their pad next weekend. Deal is you bring a bottle of vino with you, and everyone samples everyone else’s selection; and for the occasion, you costume up.

On the costume front, no idea yet, but it’ll likely be minimalist. This is the first Halloween in ages I’ve gone out, so I’m out of practice.

On the wine front, I know pretty much nothing. So on a lark, I did a search on “spooky wines”, and wouldn’t you know, I came up with a selection of vintages.

The Vampire Merlot has got to be the way to go. As you’d suspect, it’s made in the one-and-only Transylvanian region of Romania, and it goes well with red meat. Boo!

If I can find it locally, I’ll definitely take this with me. If not, I’ll go with one of those bottles with the funky Ralph Steadman-drawn labels.

by Costa Tsiokos, Sat 10/22/2005 07:25:04 PM
Category: Food
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Who is Matisyahu?

Short answer: A Jewish kid from White Plains who found religion, rap and reggae simultaneously. The more involved answer:

Combining the sounds of Bob Marley and Shlomo Carlebach, yet remaining wholly original, Matisyahu’s performance is an uplifting, powerful experience for all in his presence. Even the most pessimistic in his audience is inspired by his ability to so honestly convey such a delicate, topic as faith/spirituality. It is his dedication to his belief and openness to others that compels one to respect his artistry and message. It’s in that fleeting moment when our skepticism melts and our souls open up, that Matisyahu enters with his booming sound of faith.

One love, mixmaster. And L’achaim.

by Costa Tsiokos, Sat 10/22/2005 06:34:01 PM
Category: Pop Culture
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Seeking inspirational wisdom, and find the likes of Oprah and Dr. Phil too hacky? Look to the gumshoe: “Philip Marlowe’s Guide to Life”, newly edited together by Marty Asher from old Raymond Chandler words, offers the topical advice only a no-nonsense private eye can dispense.

Some choice pearls, as previewed in the November Esquire:

ON FOOD: “The 85-cent dinner tasted like a discarded mailbag and was served to me by a waiter who looked as if he would slug me for a quarter, cut my throat for six bits, and bury me at sea in a barrel of concrete for a dollar and a half, plus sales tax.” - Farewell, My Lovely

ON NEEDS: “I needed a drink, I needed a lot of life insurance, I needed a vacation, I needed a home in the country. What I had was a coat, a hat and a gun.” - Farewell, My Lovely

ON BOOZE: “Alcohol is like love. The first kiss is magic, the second is intimate, the third is routine. After that you take the girl’s clothes off.” - The Long Goodbye

Think I’ll have a drink.

by Costa Tsiokos, Sat 10/22/2005 06:10:03 PM
Category: Creative, Publishing
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