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WINE: Ornellaia by Mort Hochstein



by John A. Curtas

Meet me in St. Louis, Louis;
Meet me at the Fair;
Don’t tell me the lights are shining, any place but there.
We can dance the
You can be my tootsie-wootsie,
If you meet me in St. Louis, Louis;
Meet me at the Fair!
(Music by Kerry Mills, lyrics by Andrew Sterling, from  "Meet Me In St. Louis," 1944.)

    Just like that song, there are parts of the St. Louis dining scene that seem to exist in a time warp.  This metropolis of over two million has caught the wave of multi-cultural cooking and tapas bars to be sure, but at a certain level its dining scene remains as well worn and old school as a duck press.  On two recent visits, I did not see one of those gadgets, but I did come across more tuxedoed “captains,” chafing dishes and tableside cookery than you will find anywhere west of Del Posto.  At two classic St. Louis restaurants, and one new classic (by way of New York) I initially thought that these old school virtues were making a comeback, until I realized that in St. Louis they never went anywhere. And in a strange and wonderful way, they were just what I was looking for.

410 Market Street

 The long-running  St, Louis hit Tony's is all about Midwestern/Italian charm--Gucci slip-ons with a Brooks Bros.  suit.
It is a restaurant that knows its place in the fabric of this sedate town’s fine dining hierarchy and is more than comfortable at or near the top.
   Having had only one meal there (and a solo one at that), I can hardly provide the full measure of a place, but it is obvious that when dining at Tony's certain things are a given when you put yourselves in the hands of the Bommarito family—who have operated this place since the 1970’s.  For one, you will get impeccable, intensive care service.  Secondly, you will be surrounded by St. Louis swells and power brokers. And finally: you will eat well-prepared, generic Northern Italian food that breaks no new ground, but is sauced and plated with care right before your very eyes.
       Tony’s has been such a landmark for so long it barely needs to be mentioned that the décor in the large rectangular room is banal and understated almost to a fault.  Like the patrons though, it is well heeled, comfortable and plush without being fancy.  Surrounding me were families celebrating birthdays, deals being done, and even a high school couple being led through a dégustation menu by their good-humored waiter.  Watching all of them having the time (and possibly the meal) of their lives couldn’t help but soften me to the charms of the place, even if some of the food didn’t live up to Tony’s reputation.
       A starter of carpaccio, for example, was well constructed, although dressed with the much-maligned (for good reason) white truffle oil, and filigreed with shavings of Parmigiano-Reggiano that was not of top quality.  From there, my meal proceeded to a flawless risotto with fava beans and chanterelles, and then to a main course I approached with some trepidation.  I say this because ordering seafood 600 miles from the nearest body of salt water always makes me nervous.  But the description of a line-caught striped bass was alluring so I took the bait.  I found the vegetables burying it to be authentically overcooked, and eventually found a decent–sized chunk of this thick-fleshed species hidden under an avalanche of roasted tomatoes and mushrooms, and swimming in a tomato broth.  It was folderol for a fish that didn’t need it, although mine was as pristine a fish as you could wish. Because the fillet was of such high quality, I didn’t mind it being cooked through and through, although I got the feeling looking around the room that a translucent tuna steak would be greeted with as much enthusiasm as a Chicago Cubs fan.                                       Owner Vince Bommarito and staff
       Whatever minor flaws there were with that recipe were forgiven when my attentive captain rolled the gueridon over to my table and whipped up a first-rate, sherry-infused zabaglione into shape.  Like the fish course before it, and most of the dishes being served in the restaurant, it was finished and plated at the table by a constantly moving service staff that handled these duties with aplomb.  All of which made me wonder why this form of intensive care cooking and service ever went out of style.  Perhaps with the recent successes of CUT in Beverly Hills and Las Vegas, to say nothing of the aforementioned Del Posto, this form of service is reasserting itself—perhaps to re-establish its place beside the “food as art and chef as artist” conceit of many high end restaurants.  I guess it all comes down to whether management wants to pay for extra cooks or extra captains….and how much “art” the chef needs to display on the plate.
      Tony’s has probably been operating on the “if it’s not broke don’t fix it” paradigm for so long that it probably sees no need for change.  But with a few upgrades and tweaks to the menu, it could keep pace with the best Italian restaurants in the country.  Regardless, it will never take a back seat to any of them when it comes to heartland charm and old-fashion service.

Tony’s is open for dinner, except Sundays.  Antipasti, salads and primi piatti(pastas run $8-$12; main courses are $28-41.

Dominic's on the Hill
5101 Wilson Avenue

    If you think Tony’s is out-dated, then you will find Dominic’s on the Hill practically antediluvian.  Some local foodies sneered at my choice to dine there, but I wanted to rediscover my inner restaurant neophyte-when the very word “chianti” conjured up exotic wine worlds I could only dream of, and not a dissertation on what Sangiovese Grosso clone had been pruned to appropriate D.O.C.G. standards.   Familiar, upscale, American-Italian comfort food was what I was after, the kind I had first tasted at Mario’s in Nashville, Tennessee, and Casa Grisanti in Louisville back in the 1970’s; Dominic’s delivered the goods.
     From the Italianate statuary out front to the “best hits” menu, this place is a throwback that wins you over with the friendly earnestness of the staff and the solid cooking of good ingredients.  Dominic and Jackie Galati have owned this little corner of St. Louis’s famous Italian neighborhood since 1971 and cater to a clientele who remember when pappardelle with mushrooms, salmon with shrimp sauce, and grilled portobellos were cutting edge.
    Tables are well spaced and comfortable, the ambiance is civilized, and once again, tableside cooking is the rule, not the exception.  Waiters and captains (not to mention the ever-present Dominic) wheel them about and sauce such tried-and-true standards as Dover sole amandine and tournedos Rossini as if nori foams and foie gras ice cream had never been heard of.   It is doubtful that, in this humble burg, they have been.
     Stewed involtini of thin-sliced eggplant started our meal, covered with the ubiquitous red “sauce” that also napped some al dente (remember what romance that phrase once held?) rigatoni all' Amatriciana that could’ve benefited from a bit less sauce, a bit more heat and substantially more guanciale or pancetta.  For some reason, a cardinal  dining out rule of mine was violated when both my dining companion and I opted for remarkably similar veal dishes. Hers was al limone with capers and mushrooms, while I couldn’t resist the comfort of a true saltimbocca.   Both were superb, and went splendidly with a meaty Talenti 2001 Brunello di Montalcino.
Osso buco alla Dominic Just as they were being plated (at tableside of course), a tiny detail appeared that highlights the attention to detail this kitchen gives to its food.  Without even noticing, a waiter had brought us small plates containing perfectly trimmed and sautéed carrots, zucchini and potato slices.  It was a trifle to be sure, but one that communicates why this cuisine, and Dominic’s, is so popular.
     For dessert we couldn’t resist another zabaglione, since St. Louis might be the American capital of this labor-intensive dessert.  Hard-working Mid-westerners seem proud to make it (not always the case in Italy), and their versions are less Marsala-drenched than those I’ve found in Venice and Milan, but no less satisfying.  Dominic’s version was perfectly fine but maybe an egg-yolk less rich than Tony’s.
     Everything about Dominic’s seems timeless, from the modest bar, to the subdued lighting to the personal attention every customer receives.  It is as far from with-it cuisine as you can get, but to aging boomers (like me) who received their first taste of fine dining at places like it decades ago, it takes you  back to a place in your gourmet education that you didn’t realize you missed so much.

Dominic’s on the Hill is open for dinner nightly.  Appetizers run from $6-12, pastas $8-16, and main courses $21-41.

An American Place
Renaissance Grand Hotel
822 Washington Avenue


     Larry Forgione (below) sounds like a guy who runs an Italian restaurant, but his muse has always been the authenticity of true American recipes and home-grown products.  He opened the seminal An American Place on Lexington Avenue in New York City in 1983,and is as responsible as anyone in America for the recognition and revitalization of our natural bounty-and the bringing of same to our restaurant tables.   Along with Alice Waters, Bradley Ogden,  et al, he was a champion of eating local long before most foodies knew what a farmstead cheese was.  Three years ago he located An American Place to the old lobby of the Statler Hotel (now the Renaissance Grand),in downtown St. Louis, and it is no understatement to say the food is as homey, interesting, and well-executed as anything he ever did in New York.
     New York’s loss has been St. Louis’s gain, since it makes perfect sense to re-locate an icon of American cookery to this bastion of Americana.  Eating local is all the rage, and carbon footprints don’t get much smaller than Ozark forest mushrooms trucked in for an intense, creamy bisque. Likewise, a stew of smothered Amish chicken chunks, surrounding semolina gnocchi (really more like small round polenta cakes), sprinkled with fried sage leaves and "tobacco jus" (?), isn’t looking across any ocean for inspiration or ingredients.  When viewed from such a perspective, there was really no better place than the heartland of America for An American Place to find a home.
     Joshua Galliano is Forgione’s Chef de Cuisine, and he presents a humble Butter Bibb lettuce salad as a composed pile of sparkling greens, napping them with a local blue cheese dressing and spiced local nuts. It is a simple but elegantly dressed salad and further proof that great chefs know how to make humble ingredients sing.  The menu doesn’t overdo the provenance of its products, but comforts locals with a duo of Prairie Grass Farm lamb, Missouri grass-fed beef, and a list of twenty-one local farms from which the restaurant sources its provisions.  I’m sure the shrimp in my shrimp and grits entrée didn’t jump onto to my plate from the Mississippi River (just a mile down the street), but they were as intensely shrimp-y as any Santa Barbara prawn and sat atop creamy Anson Mills grits, bathed in a red wine/hamhock sauce, providing perfect comfort food for a chilly evening.
     The wine list is (surprise!) all-American, and complements this gutsy cuisine perfectly.  Our bottle of Loring Pinot Noir, Brousseau Vineyard, 2005, strutted plenty of terroir and fell pleasantly short of being another overly fragrant, new world fruit bomb.  With a menu full of such compelling items as duck fries with mustard cream, braised cockscombs, and coriander marinated quail with cocoa jus (paired with Missouri as well as California wines on the tasting menu), I can’t wait to return.

An American Place is open for dinner only, Tuesday-Saturday.  Appetizers start at $7.50-$8.50, main courses $15-34, and tasting menus are $69 and $90.

Since 1995, John A. Curtas has been commenting on the Las Vegas food scene and reviewing restaurants for Nevada Public Radio.  He is also the restaurant critic for KLAS TV, Channel 8 in Las Vegas, and his past reviews can be accessed at


by John Mariani

60 West 55th Street
Photos by Michael Piazza

     The closing last year of what had been the venerable chef Jean-Jacques Rachou's LCB Brasserie and previous to that a reincarnation of the original La Côte Basque saddened a great many people, not least because Rachou, now in his '70s, had for so long been a fixture in NYC's dining scene. So the reconfiguration of the premises by Alain Ducasse Group as Benoit had additional appeal because Rachou was invited back into the kitchen to oversee a couple of his classic recipes, like quenelles and cassoulet.
     The Ducasse Group, which  already opened the posh Adour this spring  in the St. Régis Hotel (after closing his Alain Ducasse NY restaurant in the Essex House), along with a restaurant in London's Dorchester Hotel and Paris' Eiffel Tower, already operates the historic Benoit bistro, which opened in Paris' 4th Arrondissement  at 20 Rue Saint-Martin
in 1912; they took it over from the longtime caretakers, the Petit family.
     I cannot say how much the Group changed the original decor of Benoit Paris, for I haven't been back since they took over in 2005.  I do recall tile floors, carved dark wood, brass railings, copper bars, engraved glass, stiff linens, and high prices--even when the US dollar was a lot stronger.  It long ago became a chic place to dine, and it is one of the few actual bistros in Paris to have a Michelin star. Today a 3-course à la carte dinner runs 60€ (about $90).
     Benoit NY has a similar feeling to the original, but then again, it has a very similar feeling to LCB Brasserie, and many of the dishes here now were staples at LCB--mostly classic bistro dishes that strike no new ground, which might be expected, but neither is the menu all that interesting.  The thing of it is, not only are the offerings no improvement upon the menu that had been in place at LCB, but it doesn't add anything to the wide range of bistros already pumping away in NYC, which include La Goulue, Orsay, Café Loup, Café Luxembourg, Jean-Claude, Le Réfuge, Le Veau d'Or, and many others; nor does it have the panache of more inventive bistros like JoJo, Nice Matin, Payard Bistro, db Bistro Moderne, or the new Bar Boulud.  The menu is not even as interesting as Ducasse Group's own, very lovable Aux Lyonnais in Paris, itself a bistro now in its ninth decade.
      Benoit's cooking, under Chef Sébastien Rondier runs from wholly delicious to rather humdrum, and, on the basis of two recent visits, the kitchen does not yet seem in synch. On both occasions the deep fryer was out of commission, so--Mon Dieu!--no frites!  Still, there is plenty to delight you if you crave straight-arrow French bistro cuisine.
        You enter, as you do in Paris, through a revolving door, and to your right  is a station with lovely and very cordial hostesses; to the left is a handsome bar with a light menu and an array of aperitifs (though having but a single beer on tap, Kronenbourg, is odd).  The main dining room is done up in golden-blond wood, tile floors, and bright lighting (the sconces evoke those in Paris), all the better to see who's coming and going.  At the moment it's a mix--West Siders, French tourists, and a lot of people who need help getting in and up from their table. The service staff and kitchen get the food out at a good pace, even when the place is packed, comes out at a good pace. You are presented with gougères cheese puffs--not hot enough on two occasions.
       The zinc and wood tables do not, alas, have tablecloths (they do in Paris), and though this is a bistro, the wineglasses are cheap, the silverware mismatched. Arnaud Démas is busy stocking the winelist, which for the moment is top heavy with expensive bottlings.

   On my first visit I ordered the charcuterie--no match for the splendid array that Bar Boulud offers--so I had little reason to order it a second time.  One of the oddities on the menu is  a hard-boiled egg with mayonnaise, which I haven't seen in ages and don't much care to again.  Absolutely wonderful was  a kind of millefeuille of veal tongue--rich, fatty, delicious.  Lobster bisque was  silky, with a good portion of lobster meat, and the onion soup gratinée was textbook perfect--dark, robust, with just the right amount of cheese to sink down, bubble up, and take on golden brown color.  It's the best in NYC.
      Those Rachou quenelles of pike with sauce Nantua were, as ever, incredibly rich--one or two bites and you may roll your eyes; they will also make you giddy with pleasure.  A friend who had never had them was swooning on the first morsel. Halibut, as it so often is, was very dull, the fish itself without much flavor, the texture slightly overcooked, The lamb chop, though of fine enough quality, was just a lamb chop, but the potatoes dauphinois brimming with cream and a nice crusty browning.  As for the cassoulet, served in a ceramic dish, the meat and beans were nicely cooked, but it was too soupy and lacked the requisite crusted top that by tradition you should have to tap with a spoon to break through. It was a real disappointment.
      We ordered duck à l'orange to see how that old canard would fare in the hands of a modern chef. The opinion: pretty well, certainly not cloyingly sweet as the dish used to be in the past, but certainly nothing to get excited about again. The biggest downer one day at lunch was roast chicken, served for two, which also came in a cooking dish, perfumed with herbs--far too many, for the meat was suffused with it, and the skin was not at all crisp.  Never would I judge every chicken that comes out of a kitchen by one bird on one day, but it's hard to imagine how they could have missed the mark so widely.
   Desserts, by Jean-Sebastien Magat, were very welcome, including a large portion of many profiteroles with vanilla ice cream and a lush chocolate sauce, and a wonderful baba au rhum, moist but not overpowered with liquor.
      At this point Benoit is jammed with curiosity seekers and  a good passel of regulars from LCB Brasserie and, before that, La Côte Basque.  Benoit is very trendy at the moment--it has the Ducasse name on it (one NYC newspaper reported seeing Ducasse dining at another restaurant the same night Benoit opened).  Things have to settle down. Nevertheless, I think the food was better and the menu certainly more varied when this was LCB.
     What is amazing is that Benoit's prices are so very, very reasonable, with appetizers $9-$19 (for foie gras) and main courses $19-$29.  The eggs go for a buck apiece. (one

Benoit is open Mon.-Sat. for lunch, Mon.-Fri. for breakfast, Sun for lunch, and nightly for dinner.



Ornellaia, 40 Years Later

By Moth Hochstein

                  It was not long ago, as winemaking history goes, that Tuscan winemaking  was primarily Chianti and most of it was produced in the hills and valleys  near Florence in   central   Italy.  The  coastal region around Bolgheri known as the Maremma was largely neglected and its winemaking potential  remained a wild frontier until the late 1970¹s when winemakers from classic Chianti and Piedmont regions began digging into undeveloped fields.
  The first winemaker of note in the Maremma was Mario Incisa Della Rocchetta who bred horses at the family¹s Tenuta San Guido in  Bolgheri.  In 1944 he planted vines for a wine that was to make history two decades  later when, in 1968, he issued his initial commercial release, a blend of  85% cabernet sauvignon and 15% cabernet franc he called
Sassicaia, which means "place with a lot of rocks." It was the  first of  the Super-Tuscans, the wines that broke the rules for Chianti wines, which had always been   native Italian blends   based on sangiovese.
     At  first designated simply Vino da tavola, the lowest level of Italian wine,  they soon were recognized as the best Tuscan reds, proving that DOC ranking  was no guarantee of  quality.
    Its closest rival is Ornellaia, from land long held by the Antinori family. The first Ornellaia from the 1985 vintage was released in 1988. Guided by Lodovico Antinori  with input from leading Italian winemakers  and California's André Tschelistchef, Ornellaia quickly established itself  as the principal rival to Sassicaia, although it does not use the same blend, and the two have remained at the top of the Bolgheri hit parade  ever  since.
     They are gems, prizes for collectors and the darling of  auctioneers.    I was fortunate to attend a limited vertical tasting of Ornellaia, marking its 20th anniversary in late March, which Alessandro Lunardi, U.S. marketing director, proudly  staged at the  posh Fifth avenue imported  menswear shop, Ermengildo Zegna; it was the first New York showing of the  20005 Ornellaia, along with  the 1995 and 1988, to show the wines' aging ability, and  its second wine, Le Serre Nuove, a blend of  50%  merlot, 35% cabernet sauvignon, 10% cabernet franc and 5% petit merlot.
   There is a common thread of lush, dark- colored fruit and suppleness  among all the Ornellaia wines, and I saw amazingly little difference in  quality between that stunning Serre Nuove and its more highly regarded  siblings.  The newest of the lot, the 2005, made from 60% cabernet, 20% merlot, 15% cab  franc and 5% petit verdot, seems destined for a long and pleasurable life.  It  has the classically elegant Ornellaia nose, deep ruby red color, and hints of  coffee and spice, even, tobacco, at this young age. It is well balanced,  and the finish just goes on and on.
    At 13 years of age, the 1995 is now ready to drink. It is the product of a late spring and a cold and wet growing season, marked by an uncharacteristically wet August. The  difficult harvest was salvaged by more agreeable weather from mid-September through harvest into early October. From a tough year the winemakers produced a sturdy  and  agreeable red,  but one lacking the grace of those the preceded  and followed it. The 1995 is 76% cabernet, 18% merlot and 5% cab franc.
     My favorite Ornellaia was the 1988. A classically elegant, lush  wine  marked by the scent of cocoa, dark cherries and  concentrated fruit, the  wine is well balanced, velvety on the palate and perfect for drinking now.  It has wonderful depth and focus with great complexity and flavor--a simply outstanding wine that is easily the equal of the finest Bordeaux  growths.
    That quality of wine does not come cheap. If you have to ask, as they say, you can¹t afford it. For the record, however, recent asking prices for  the 1995 ranged from $109 to $135 and for the 1988, $199. The 2005 will  list at $184 and will go on sale in May  with just 2,500 cases allotted to the United States.

Mort Hochstein, former editor and producer for NBC News and the Today Show, and former managing editor of Nation's Restaurant News, has written  on wine, food and travel for Wine Spectator, Wine Business  Monthly, Saveur and other food and wine publications.



In New York City The Veggie Pride Parade took place this month in Manhattan's Meatpacking District before ending at Washington Square Park. Costumed participants included bride and groom Penelo Pea Pod and Chris P. Carrot (left), who exchanged vows and asked observers to "Give Peas a Chance" and "Go Vegetarian!"


“Recently, the dryness of a filet of striped bass was soon forgotten thanks to the wintry gratifications to be found underneath it; flageolet beans, guanciale stew, and leek fondue. Occasionally, the intricacies seem a little overdone.  Romero has a radical way with Brussels sprouts, peeling them like cabbages and tossing the leaves with oil and slivered almonds.  Ingenious, certainly, but the sprouts, deprived of their tight, balled crunch, emerge as a sorry and laborious simulacrum of potato chips.”—Leo Carey, “Tables for Two: Smith’s,” The New Yorker (March 17, 2008).


* From June 1-July 31 in Chicago and Schaumburg, IL, Shaw’s Crab House is celebrating Maine Lobsters  with specials such as such as Rocky’s Lobster Deal ($34.95 pp), a 3-course family style lobster dinner,  and a chance to win a Rockin’ Lobster Dinner Party for you and 14 friends. Visit

•    On June 4, the Bel-Air Hotel in Bel-Air, CA, will hold a Zaca Mesa winery dinner for $125 pp. Call 310.472.5234. Visit

* From now until June 17 Tony May and Marisa May invite you to join them in toasting to the 20th anniversary of San Domenico NY, featuring Executive chef Odette Fada bringing back the restaurant’s  most popular and acclaimed specialties from the restaurant’s opening menu at the original price--$55--along with a complimentary glass of Spumante Brut. Call 212-265-5959.

* In Washington, D.C.  Taberna del Alabardero’s Executive Chef Dani Arana and Sommelier Gustavo Iniesta have launched a 2008 wine dinner series entitled Tasting Spain. On the first Monday of every month through October, the restaurant will host a wine dinner with a specialized theme, highlighting wines from various Spanish regions and pairing them with the region’s authentic cuisine. The next wine dinner on Monday, June 2nd,  is themed "Nuevos Vino, Vieja Cocina" (New Wines, Old Cuisine), for which Taberna has collaborated with Bacchus Importers and Ole Imports, which imports more than 100 different Spanish wines from 20 Denominación de Origens. $100 pp  Call 202-429-2200. visit

•    From June 3-20 NYC’s Grand Central Oyster Bar celebrates the arrival of “nieuwe maatjes” herring from the Netherlands, presented in association with the Consulate General of the Kingdom of  the Netherlands and Heineken Premium Light. Admission free: Food and beverage by consumption: Dutch Herring prices: $7 per. Call 212-490-6650;

* On June 3 All’Angelo in Los Angeless will feature a “Night in Friuli,” with food and wines from that region.   $ 145 pp. Call 323-933-9540.Visit

* On June 5, 2008, the Southern Food and Beverage Museum (SoFAB) in  New Orleans opens with The Eat, Drink, SoFAB! Gala, with board members Jeff Tunks with Acadiana in Washington D.C.; Louis Osteen of Louis's in Pawley's Island, SC;  Regina Charboneau of Twin Oaks Plantation in Natchez, MI; and more. Sponsor tix  $125 pp  and Supporter tix $60 per person.  Visit

•    * On June 10  North Texas restaurant industry members will gather at The Milestone Culinary Arts Center for this year's Greater Dallas Restaurant Association dinner to benefit the Texas Restaurant Association Political Action Committee. Inspired by this year's Spanish theme, the 5-course meal features Spanish-influenced dishes from Dallas' chefs, incl. John Maas, Tower Club;  Chris Ward, Mercury Grill;  Sharon Van Meter, Milestone Culinary Arts Center; Janice Provost, Parigi; Cherif Brahmi, Maguire's.  $125 pp.  Call 214-671-4372.

* On  June 13, Viet Bistro and Lounge in Chicago will host a Summer Wine and Spirits Tasting and Seminar  with Sommelier Rashed Islam, along with Shane Salois of Cream Wine Co.  Chef/Owner Dan Nguyen will prepare Vietnamese appetizers.  $30 pp. Call 773-465-5720.

* From June 16-20 NYC’s  Aquavit celebrates its annual Herring Week by offering several different selections of this Scandinavian delicacy in the restaurant’s Café. Lunch: $27, Dinner: $48 . Call  212-307-7311.

* On June 17 Angelina’s in Tuckahoe, NY, will feature a “Wine Tour of Italy,” a 5-course dinner with regional Italian wines. $75 pp. Call 914-779-7319.

* From June 20-22nd Trapp Family Lodge in Stowe, VT,  hosts the 10th Annual Stowe Wine and Food Classic, featuring silent and live wine auctions, cooking demos, wine seminars, and more. Featured guest chefs incl. former personal chef to Oprah, Tom Bivins from the New England Culinary Institute, Tony Campos of New England Cooks, and Trapp Family Chef Jürgen Spagolla., who will prepare the Gala Dinner Dance on Sat. $150 pp. Trapp Family Lodge Deluxe rooms start at $224 per night.  Visit  Call (800) 826-7000.

* From June 22-24 Chef Mike Lata of FIG Restaurant in Charleston, SC, will travel to Tennessee in June as part of the 2008 food and wine lineup at Blackberry Farm. Joining Lata for the weekend will be guest vintners Heidi and Ted Lemon from Littorai Wines in Sebastopol, CA.   Call 800-648-4252. For more information, visit For more information about FIG restaurant, call 843.805.5900 or visit

NEW FEATURE: I am happy to  report that the Virtual Gourmet is  linking up with three excellent travel sites:

Everett Potter's Travel  Report

I consider this the best and savviest blog of its kind on the  web. Potter is a columnist for USA Weekend, Diversion, Laptop and Luxury  Spa Finder, a contributing editor for Ski and  a frequent contributor to National  Geographic Traveler,  and Elle Decor. "I’ve designed this site is for people who take their  travel seriously," says Potter. "For travelers who want to learn about special  places but don’t necessarily want to pay through the nose for the privilege of  staying there. Because at the end of the day, it’s not so much about five-star  places as five-star experiences."  To go to his blog click on the logo below: THIS WEEK: 1.The Merrion Hotel, Dublin reviewed; 2. Biking in Vermont and New Hampshire; 3. Jacob Collins paints the Maine landscape.


Eating Las Vegas is the new on-line site for Virtual Gourmet contrinbutor John A. Curtas., who since 1995 has been commenting on the Las Vegas food scene and reviewing restaurants for Nevada Public Radio.  He is also the restaurant critic for KLAS TV, Channel 8 in Las Vegas, and his past reviews can be accessed at Click on the logo below to go directly to his site.


Tennis Resorts OnlineA Critical Guide to the World's Best Tennis Resorts and Tennis Camps, published by ROGER COX, who has spent more than two decades writing about tennis travel, including a 17-year stretch for Tennis magazine. He has also written for Arthur Frommer's Budget Travel, New York Magazine, Travel & Leisure, Esquire, Money, USTA Magazine, Men's Journal, and The Robb Report. He has authored  two books-The World's Best Tennis Vacations (Stephen Greene Press/Viking Penguin, 1990) and The Best Places to  Stay in the Rockies (Houghton Mifflin, 1992 & 1994), and the Melbourne (Australia) chapter to the Wall Street Journal Business Guide to Cities of the Pacific Rim (Fodor's Travel Guides, 1991). THIS WEEK: A Report on The Four Seasons Jackson Hole. Click on the logo below to go to the site.


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My newest book, written with my brother Robert Mariani, is a memoir of our years growing up in the North Bronx. It's called Almost Golden because it re-visits an idyllic place and time in our lives when so many wonderful things seemed possible.
    For those of you who don't think of the Bronx as “idyllic,” this book will be a revelation. It’s about a place called the Country Club area, on the shores of Pelham Bay. It was a beautiful neighborhood filled with great friends and wonderful adventures that helped shape our lives. It's about a culture, still vibrant, and a place that is still almost the same as when we grew up there.
Robert and I think you'll enjoy this very personal look at our
Bronx childhood. It is not yet available in bookstores, so to purchase a copy, go to or click on  Almost Golden.
--John Mariani

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