Living in the city has taught me one thing:
If you want it right, go to the pros. Go to a specialist.
It may in fact be the only option sometimes in the Urban landscape.
You want dog food? Go to a dog food store. You need shoes repaired? There are many to choose from.
And if you want wine, go to a wine shop, listen to the owner, and ask questions. Today’s ride was a shopping mission. I’m getting over a nasty cold, and it is cold… but a little Seattle street riding has me feeling clear and strong already.
My four favorite wine shops are: The Vineyard, Greenwood. This shop is small, and offers the 9.5% off (basically takes care of the sales tax) half case. Affordable and ready to drink Euros, local, and interesting organic wines are here. Then there is European Vine Selections on 15th in Capitol Hill. Doug, the owner, is friendly and is nearly always offering a sample.WINE.
Then there is Esquin, which is in SoDope where the SoDo liquor store is open later than others of its kind. Located on 4th and Lander, this huge wine shop you could get lost in, and their beer selection is insane too. All of these shops have allowed me to bring my bike in, and today I filled my panniers with a fine selection from Champion Wine Cellars, which is right on dreaded Denny just North of 1st.Nothing like the champion
Emile, the proprietor, went around and pulled bottles off of the shelf that were pretty close to the ones I’d pick if shopping on my own. In shops like this, every wine has been tasted before cases were bought. I found his prices to be spot-on if not lower than many of the upstart wine shops and wine departments at QFC. Safeway – don’t bother. Crap-o.
Honorable mention to Jack Cellars – which was my first exposure to Seattle wine shops, and Jack hosts fun, informative tastings. Jack Cellars.
Just like the old bike shops that are still going, the wine shops are the place to find GOOD wine. They are part of the treasures a city has to offer, and in Seattle, the connections to importers and distributors are complex and refined, basically, the opposite of the wine and liquor store in Concrete. If you find yourself there, stick to booze or walk out with nothing like I did. There is no nice grenache there.
The other day I was moving on to the University Bridge slow enough to get a picture of this statue adorned with paper cranes. The story of Sadako and 1000 paper cranes is one of the saddest I’ve ever read. Peace Park is a tiny piece of ground to remind us the insanity of war.
As a veteran I have no more words, just the image above, worth more than 1000 empty government promises.
Seattle Readers and riders – this is the second to last post I will make as your Drunkcyclist.com Seattle corespondent, until I should return. Next week, on Thursday Nov 18, I invite anyone over 21 who likes beer to join me on a pub ride. We will be stopping at three of Seattle’s finest brewing establishments, taking pictures, and reporting back via my last post on the evening. It will start at 6:00PM, from here:
The ride will start with a little climb into Queen Anne.
State your favorite brew-pub in the comments, and bring your helmet. See you there.by