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Vacationing with kids: It gets better with age

This Martial Mama and her brood have just returned from a week in the Outer Banks, North Carolina. We and several extended family members (12 adults, seven kids, and one dog, in all) rented a spacious, near-the-beach house. Now, my husband and I have only had kids for just under a decade, so what future parenting trials we may undergo are, as yet, unknown to us. However, after a week with kids and parents in various stages, I have some insights about vacationing with wee ones.

Our kids are 6 and 9 years old. On this vacation, they got themselves dressed and fed themselves — the 9-year-old even got her own breakfast together. They helped pick up messes, generally hung out with us, and then pretty much entertained themselves. The other kids on this trip included my half-brother’s two kids (ages 7 and 8), my half-sister’s 5-month-old twin boys (adorable!), and my cousin’s 15-month-old son.

Going to the beach involved setting up our base camp — a bevy of umbrellas, tents, blankets, coolers, and beach toys — before everyone settled in to enjoy the beach. For my husband and me, this meant playtime in the waves with both kids, then a continuation of ocean time for my husband and son, while our daughter dug a “sand trap” a few feet away and I cracked open a book.

As I was reading and keeping half an eye on our daughter, I became aware of my cousin having to constantly manage her 15-month-old. Obviously, this is totally appropriate and necessary on account of how busy toddlers are and how dangerous a huge, surging sea can be for someone who is approximately 22 inches tall, has no fear, and thinks he can swim.

But, as I was reading my book, my cousin said to her son, “Look at Aunt Jenn.” (Technically, I’m his first cousin once removed, but “aunt” is more practical, given the 30-plus-year age gap). “Just look how relaxed she is. She’s reading a book. I would love to just read a book!”

This made me smile as I looked up and saw her, yet again, making a move to keep her little human tornado safe. Then she said to me, “I know, I know … you’ve earned it!”

I told her that, in fact, this was really the first vacation we’ve taken since having kids that we could sort of relax and enjoy ourselves. And I remembered well when our kids were toddlers, how we were never able to just sit down. I also told her that, naturally, this would be the case for her, too, and she could read a book in just a few years. (And, while I didn’t say it out loud, I have earned it!)

My husband and I have experienced five stages of traveling with kids. The infant stage, in my opinion, is one of the easiest times. Sure, babies wake up more frequently at night and sometimes they cry but they also sleep a lot, stay where you put them, and don’t generally care where they are as long as they are fed, changed, and held. This stage might be a little more challenging for parents who bottle-feed, but nursing moms have it easy in this regard. Plus, if you travel with family or close friends, they won’t be able to keep their hands off of a baby, so you will have some free time between feedings and changings.

The toddler stage, unfortunately for my cousin right now, is probably one of the most challenging times to travel with kids. I am pretty sure toddlers cry more than infants because they are constantly hearing the word “No.” They do care where they are, and they require a lot of gear, which they don’t have to carry, pack, and remember. If you forget a critical item (a lovey, special spoon, music box, etc.), your toddler will remember, and the rest of your trip will be much less enjoyable. And don’t even think about trying to buy a replacement, because your toddler will know. Also, no matter if you are home or away, during the toddler stage, you are a prisoner to the morning and afternoon naps. So, spending a whole day anywhere away from a sleeping space is out of the question.

The preschool stage is fun if you go to a super-kid-friendly place. (But not too much of a kid-friendly place, like anywhere that your preschoolers will have to wait excessively long to enjoy an activity. If they have to wait and watch other kids having fun, you are pretty much guaranteed a meltdown of epic proportions.) At this stage, a morning nap may be a thing of the past, but the afternoon nap is still critical. So, during this phase, plan to get to things early, and plan to leave before nap time. This is usually a stage when you can go out to (an early) dinner pretty much anywhere, excluding very formal or fancy restaurants. My point is, just because you have toddlers, you are not restricted to Friendly’s or McDonald’s for your dining needs.

Traveling with young kids (ages 5 to 7) gets even easier. Even though young kids may have an earlier bedtime, naps are probably totally gone by now. You can go to places you enjoy, as long as you keep extended stops to a minimum (no pondering that blank canvas at the Museum of Modern Art for longer than 15 seconds) and keep your kid(s) engaged. Talk to them about the things they are seeing, and ask them focused questions. For instance, instead of saying, “Isn’t this cool?!” you might try, “What would you paint on this blank canvas?” Young kids aren’t going to have the stamina or the patience that you have for your interests, but they tend to be tolerant. It is wise, during this time, to try and schedule some kid-friendly activities in between your antique hunting and gallery gazing.

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My husband and I are now in the full-fledged “Traveling with Kids” stage, which I would categorize as involving children between the ages of 7 and 12-ish. Our son is on the very bottom of this age range (almost 7) and our daughter is nearing age 10. They are joys to travel with. They are extremely tolerant of long car rides. When they are sick of talking to us, they will draw, read a book, watch a movie, or play games on their Kindles. It took us 12 hours to drive home from our vacation this year, and I can tell you that the kids did way better than I did! Traveling, to them, is a grand adventure.

Our kids enjoy museums, tours, and sightseeing a whole lot more than they did a few years ago. They understand things, make connections, and ask questions. Also, they are far more likely to stop and really experience something before feeling the need to run to the next fun thing. There actually were a few times on this trip when we got bored with something before the kids did, and that is definitely a first for us.

I’m not going to lie — it is easier to travel with kids who can pull their own luggage and read to themselves. But traveling with any kid, big or small, while it maybe not as leisurely as it was before kids, can be a really fun experience, too. And it might not be as bad as you think.

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Magic of Harry Potter endures, especially in UK

When I was in high school, I discovered a series of books that captivated my imagination in a way no book had before or has since. There’s just something about J.K. Rowling‘s Harry Potter novels that is entirely whimsical and magical: no matter how old you are when reading them, you feel like a kid again as you share in Harry’s adventures. Harry Potter captivated the world from the moment the first book was published, and I’ve realized over the last few weeks that magic will never fade. I am perfectly happy about that.

Harry Potter has been in the news a lot this past week. Tuesday was the 14-year anniversary of the publication of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. (14 years?!? It doesn’t seem possible.) But the big news was that Rowling published a new short story about the world of Potter on her Pottermore social media website. While the rest of the world is tuned in to the finals of the FIFA World Cup, you can follow the news of the Quidditch World Cup through Rita Skeeter’s gossip column in the Daily Prophet. The story describes adult Harry Potter and his friends as they attend the biggest quidditch match of the past four years.

Tuesday also marked the grand opening of Diagon Alley at the Wizarding World of Harry Potter in Universal Studios in Orlando, Florida. One of my dreams in life is to visit the Wizarding World of Harry Potter and have a Butterbeer in Diagon Alley. While I haven’t gotten there yet, I was pleasantly surprised to visit many Harry Potter-themed locations during my recent trip to the United Kingdom. This, more than any of the mentions of Harry Potter in the media this week, has proved to me that the magic of Harry Potter will live on forever.

I knew when I left home that I would have free time in London, so visiting King’s Cross and Platform 9 ¾ was always at the top of my to-do list. But I never even considered how many other ways Harry Potter would come to mind throughout my trip. I even found myself wondering at one point: what would this trip have been like before Harry Potter existed? Would it have been a little less magical? Because there were times when I could imagine Harry actually existing, which made the trip that much more special for all the fans who traveled with me.

It all started when we were in Edinburgh, Scotland — which may seem strange, but let me remind you that Rowling herself lives in Scotland. In fact, Rowling spent much of her time writing Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone (as the first book is known in the U.K.) in a little café called The Elephant House. I don’t know what the café was like back in the 1990s, when Rowling was a regular, but today it’s a wonderful place to stop and have lunch.

The Elephant House proudly boasts about being “The birthplace of Harry Potter,” but other than a sign on the window and news clippings on one wall, the café has held to its original elephant theme. There are elephant statues, elephant pictures, elephant books (Babar!), and even a really cute old, wooden child’s chair shaped like an elephant. It had a great atmosphere and really good food. One could easily forget the connection to Rowling until walking into the restroom. I can’t speak for the men’s room, of course, but the walls of the women’s restroom were covered, floor to ceiling (and even the mirror), with notes from Harry Potter fans from all over the world. Standing there, looking at all the notes, really made me realize how large the Potter fandom is.

In the famous Greyfriars Kirkyard, not far from The Elephant House, lie the graves of Thomas Riddell, Esq., and a William McGonagall, both believed to have been subconscious inspirations for the characters of Tom Riddle and Professor McGonagall. Unfortunately for me, though I wandered through this graveyard that day, I did not realize the connection to Harry Potter until much later. However, I did see some very creepy headstones in the graveyard, and it made me think a little of the graveyard scene in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

After leaving Scotland, we traveled down through England, making our way to London. We spent one day in the lovely city of York, which was also the starting point for this year’s Tour de France. After touring York Minster, which is a gorgeous cathedral with a fascinating history dating back to the Romans, we were taken on a tour of some of the smaller streets of the town. Walking through those streets was like stepping into Harry Potter’s England in real life.

The streets were brick or cobblestone, and the myriad collection of storefronts with colorful window displays reminded me so much of the famous Harry Potter location, Diagon Alley. (There were even a few that brought to mind images of the creepier Knockturn Alley.) As I walked, I could imagine myself looking into the storefronts of Ollivanders or Madame Malkin’s Robes for All Occasions. I had made this observation to one of my traveling companions and, not five minutes later, we turned a corner and suddenly we really were standing in Diagon Alley.

The Shambles is one of the oldest streets in York and one of the best-preserved medieval locations in the world. At the time they were built — as early as 900 years ago — the owners were taxed based on the footprint of the building; therefore, they would build up and out, leading to buildings appearing top-heavy and crooked. Looking down this street, you really could swear you were in Diagon Alley — in fact, Harry Potter tours will make this a stop on their trip, claiming the street served as an inspiration for the street of markets. The Shambles may well be the closest you’ll get to Diagon Alley in real life (not counting a theme park attraction), so if you ever find yourself in York, I recommend you look it up.

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London is one of the first places in England people think of when they think of Harry Potter, and, indeed, there are a lot of connections there. However, I found my favorite Harry Potter-related memory in London actually had nothing to do with Platform 9 ¾ which is basically just a tourist trap these days — a fun stop, but I prefer more authentic experiences. I did not wait in line for the photo op as I did not have time before I had to meet the rest of my group for a tour of Windsor Castle, but I did stop into the gift shop nearby.

While this is just another tourist trap and way to spent money, I did enjoy wandering through this small shop, looking at all the merchandise. (They had actual, house-themed cardigans and scarves!) There was a wall of wands nestled in their boxes, just like you would find in Ollivanders. The hustle and bustle of the shop and the Harry Potter soundtrack pumping through the speakers couldn’t help but make me imagine I was really in a wizarding shop.

While in London, we also made a quick stop at Millennium Bridge, which you can see being destroyed by Death Eaters in the sixth Harry Potter film. Aside from the Harry Potter connection, the bridge itself is fascinating. There are places where people have dropped used chewing gum as they have walked across the bridge. The gum has become ground into the floor of the bridge. Some of those pieces have become miniature works of art, as someone has taken the time to transform them into animals and other images. Rumor has it, this is the work of the artist known as Banksy.

My favorite Harry Potter-related memory in London is one that was entirely unexpected — and also a little terrifying at the time. After arriving at our hotel on the outskirts of the city, we had to take a double-decker bus into the city, where we could then use the London Underground. I was excited to be able to cross “ride in the top of a London double-decker bus” off my bucket list, but the ride itself was rather terrifying.

Remember that scene in Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, where Harry rides the Knight Bus to the Leaky Cauldron? This ride literally felt almost exactly like that. The bus drove fast and came to many abrupt stops — sometimes much closer to the vehicle in front of us than may be comfortable — crossed lanes haphazardly, squeezed between parked cars on one side and oncoming traffic on the other, and nearly ran straight into another bus making the same turn. It truly reminded everyone with me of Harry’s trip on the Knight Bus, and looking back, it’s possibly one of my favorite memories from London — it’s certainly one of the most vivid.

And that’s why, even after all these years, Harry Potter still has an impact in the lives of its fans. The magic of the books and the films can be invoked at any time; they can cheer you up on a dreary day, transport you to a world where anything is possible, and, last month, Harry Potter helped make my trip to the Great Britain just a little more magical.

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Finger Lakes wineries make for great weekend trip, part 2

In my last edition of this column, I wrote about the first half of my trip to New York state’s Finger Lakes, including wineries on Keuka Lake and Seneca Lake. This is the story of the second half of the trip, including the rest of the wineries my wife and I visited on Seneca Lake. Unfortunately, we did not make it to Cayuga Lake — this time.

The last winery we visited on the west side of Seneca Lake was Red Tail Ridge. The winery has one of best driveways in the Finger Lakes, snaking through the beautiful vineyard, uphill to the production facility, with the tasting room just beyond. Known for its dry wines, Red Tail Ridge is also one of the most environmentally conscious wineries I’ve visited. In 2011, the winery received the Leadership in Energy and Environmental Design (LEED) gold certification as a result of green features like geothermal cooling and heating and using recycled building materials.

The wines are fantastic as well. Oaked and unoaked chardonnays show very different expressions of the same grape. A nice dry riesling and a zippy, refreshing dry rosé were both great, but the 2013 riesling was the standout white. With 1.3 percent residual sugar, its not bone dry, but it achieves wonderful balance between acidity and a very slight hint of sweetness. I loved the crushed rocks and lime aromas on the nose and the zesty citrus on the palate.

As for the reds, Red Tail Ridge is known for producing wines using some rare varietals in addition to making a delicious pinot noir. These unique wines include: Teroldego, a red grape from northeastern Italy, which has produced a wine with black cherry flavors mixed with interesting herbal and earthy notes; Dornfelder, a thick-skinned German grape with raspberry and smoky flavors; and the Austrian grape Blaufrankisch also called Lemberger, which has a mixed berry palate combined with earth, smoke, and spice. All are delicious and worth trying.

On Sunday, we began our tastings on the eastern shore of Seneca Lake. This area is sometimes referred to as the “Banana Belt” for its longer growing season. Vineyards are closer to the lake here than in most areas, and the water is very deep, allowing the microclimate to stay warm for a bit longer than the rest of the Finger Lakes.

Our first stop was at Silver Springs. The winemaker was in the tasting room, which allowed us to hear more about his process and style. Silver Springs utilizes some grapes from the Finger Lakes and others from Long Island, which provided an interesting comparison. Grapes for some wines are dried on straw mats, an old italian wine making method. The pinot grigio was a delicious summery white, with crisp acidity but also a full-bodied mouth feel, plus delicious peach and pineapple flavors.

Damiani Wine Cellars, our next stop, had an impressive tasting room with a beautiful view of the lake, friendly staff, and plenty of wine variety. One standout was their Prosecco-style sparkling wine; with nice citrus and floral flavors, it would be a perfect easy sipper for the end of a hot day. We also really enjoyed the Vino Rosso, an everyday table wine with bright red fruit flavors that would pair perfectly with pizza. This winery isn’t just for table wines, however. Damiani is making some very interesting fine wines as well. The 2010 cabernet sauvignon, Cabernet Sauvignon Reserve, and merlot were all very well made. The Cab Reserve really caught my attention with its powerfully concentrated black fruit flavors along with hints of fig and cedar.

Damiani also produces some very interesting single-vineyard wines, which is becoming one of the best parts of wine in the Finger Lakes. There are many micro-climates and soil varieties in certain pockets of the Finger Lakes, and these offerings are making a serious splash for those searching for terroir — a sense of place — in wine. Damiani’s bottles from the Sunrise Hill Vineyard, Damiani Vineyard, and Davis Vineyard all warrant attention, especially the Sunrise Hill Lemberger.

Atwater Estate Vineyards has some really outstanding dry wines; we thoroughly enjoyed everything we sampled. Atwater and Billsboro, which I wrote about in part one of this review, share the same winemaker. Two sparkling wines at Atwater, Riesling Bubble and “Pinot Noir Bubble (a rosé) were easy purchases. Both are fruit-forward, food-friendly, very refreshing, and priced right — perfect for sipping on the deck or by the pool during warm summer weather. The dry riesling was delicious, with its lime and mineral flavor profile. We really enjoyed the peach and citrus flavor combination in the pinot gris and were pleasantly surprised by the Riewürz — a unique blend of riesling and Gewürztraminer. Two red blends, Stone Bridge Red and The Big Blend, were also quite good.

Red Newt Cellars is one of the best riesling producers in the country, with no fewer than six to try: the light, refreshing, and slightly sweet “Circle” riesling, with orange and apricot notes; the mineral-driven dry riesling with crisp acidity; the semi-dry riesling boasting juicy peach and pear; and three single-vineyard rieslings — Bullhorn Creek, Tango Oaks, and Lahoma, each expressing different styles and unique terroir. Red Newt also produces single-vineyard bottlings of merlot and Gewürztraminer, which are fascinating to try.

The Bistro at Red Newt is easily one of the finest restaurants in the Finger Lakes. Like the terroir expressed in Red Newt’s single-vineyard wines, the Bistro aims to express the taste of the Finger Lakes: the food is sourced from over 30 farmers and producers in the region. If you have the chance, try the wine pairing dinners.

At Hector Wine Company, we were fortunate enough to taste with one of the winemakers. Hector is a relatively new winery, having only opened in 2010, but is already making a splash with excellent wines and a great tasting room. We tasted a pinot blanc, somewhat rare in the Finger Lakes, and enjoyed the delicate citrus and tropical flavors mixed with a tinge of minerality and pepper on the finish. The sauvignon blanc was also a standout, light and refreshing with lively lemon and apple characteristics, and hints of herbs and fresh cut grass. Conversely, the pinot gris had a slightly more cloying mouth feel, likely from the oak-barrel aging, with a nice cantaloupe/melon component, along with tropical fruit flavors.

Leidenfrost Vineyards has been growing grapes on the family farm since 1947, and the experience and knowledge the winemakers amassed over the decades is evident in the wine. The reds were particularly good here, especially the pinot noir: really nice hints of floral and red berries on the nose, with ripe black cherries dominating the palate and a long finish. The Cabernet Franc Reserve also stood out, with an interesting nutty, coffee component on the palate. Leidenfrost’s heritage blend, Rhapsody, was full-bodied and loaded with fresh, ripe black fruit flavors as well as smoky pepper on the finish.

Pulling into the parking lot at Lamoreaux Landing feels more like arriving at a winery in California, with the fantastic views and the beautiful, grandiose building in front of you. But once inside, it feels smaller and friendly, despite the high ceilings, with the cozy tasting bar and wine racks spread around. The wines were, frankly, outstanding. Like Red Newt, the tasting menu puts a distinct focus on riesling with multiple single-vineyard offerings. The dry riesling, Yellow Dog Vineyard Riesling, and Round Rock Riesling were each fantastic. While the Yellow Dog had flavors of tangerine and lemon with mouthwatering acidity, the Round Rock had a much more integrated and round feeling to it, with almost creamy apple flavors, less zest, and more elegance. All three were no-brainers at checkout.

As for reds, the Estate Red is a ridiculous bargain at $12, a perfect wine for pizza or casual drinking with both true winos and beginners. The pinot noir was elegant and smooth, with an intriguing mix of the expected cherry and slightly earthy herbal flavors, combined with an unexpected orange/tangerine character.

This was one of the best trips to the Finger Lakes I have made in awhile. Most wineries are pulling out all the stops with serious, delicious, thought-provoking, and complex wines. I feel like I bought more dry rosés and sauvignon blancs than usual, though the beginning of summer undoubtedly had something to do with that. Pinot noir and cabernet franc are fairing the best among reds, but there’s no question that riesling is king in the Finger Lakes.

If you live in the northeastern United States, do yourself a favor and make the trip. It is well worth the drive.

Swirl, sniff, sip.

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Few of my favourite things: Fanning out in British Isles

In case you haven’t figured it out by now, I watch a lot of television. I also read a lot of books and watch a lot of movies. I am completely fascinated by stories. That’s why I started this column, so I could write about all the TV shows and movies I love, and share that love with readers.

However, Fanning Out isn’t just about a TV show, or a movie. You can also Fan Out over people and places. Two of my favorite places are the United Kingdom and Ireland which, coincidentally, have also happened to produce many of my favorite shows and people.

I’ve been fascinated by Ireland for as long as I can remember. It probably dates back to my multiple viewings of Darby O’Gill and the Little People as a child. I always pictured it as this magical place with rolling green hills and beautiful lakes and forests. Turns out, I wasn’t that far off. Sure, there aren’t actually leprechauns running around the Ring of Kerry, but the country is peaceful and beautiful. I traveled there with my family back in 2008, and I shared the five reasons I love the Irish for St. Patrick’s Day. In fact, I am there again right now, spending a few days in Ireland before traveling on to Scotland, Wales, England, and France.

Apart from my brief time in Northern Ireland during my last trip, I’ve never been inside the United Kingdom. I am really excited to be seeing some awesome historical and cultural points of interest: William Wallace‘s sword in Scotland, Stonehenge, and Shakespeare’s birthplace, just to name a few). I’m also hoping I have a chance to work in a few more nerdy stops because, honestly, what would a trip to London be without a stop at Platform 9 3/4 in King’s Cross railway station? I’m hoping to track down at least one blue police box while I’m there. Also, I fully intend to point out Big Ben while stating, “Look kids, there’s Big Ben!” Possibly more than once.

My excitement about travelling through the U.K. isn’t just about getting to stop at all these nerdy locations I’ve read about or seen on TV, though. It’s also about getting to finally immerse myself in a place and culture I’ve only known from a distance for years but feel completely akin to.

As I stated earlier, I’ve loved Ireland for as long as I can remember, but my fascination with all things British didn’t really hit until I finally let a coworker talk me into watching this science fiction series some of you may have heard about called Doctor Who. Sure, I’ve always had a thing for British guys and their accents — most likely stemming from the crush three-year-old-me had on Davey Jones of the Monkees — but I never truly appreciated the charms of Britain until I started watching Doctor Who, followed by its spinoff, Torchwood. Both shows were a gateway into the world of British television, and I quickly realized there was a whole range of great television being produced in another country that, in some ways, was much better than anything I was watching in the United States.

Sherlock and Downton Abbey are two British shows that have become very popular in the States, and most fans of The Office are at least aware of the existence of its British counterpart, whether or not they’ve watched it. However, there’s a wide range of television from across the pond that hasn’t become widely available in the United States unless you’re a frequent viewer of BBC America; I watch quite a bit of British television, but there are a lot of shows even I don’t know about.

British television has a very different feel from American television. As anyone who has watched one can tell you, British sitcoms have a completely different sense of humor, which is one of the reasons why you hear fans debating over whether they enjoy the British or American version of The Office more. I honestly haven’t watched a lot of British sitcoms, but two that I have seen — and love — are Black Books and The IT Crowd.

Black Books is the perfect sitcom for anyone who has ever worked in a bookstore — or worked in retail at all. The series stars Irish comedian Dylan Moran as a belligerent book shop owner who hates his customers and, pretty much, people in general. The IT Crowd stars Chris O’Dowd, perhaps better known in the U.S. for his appearance in Bridesmaids, and Richard Ayoade as two nerdy information technology employees working under a recently hired supervisor who knows nothing about computers; I fell in love with this series almost immediately.

I spend much more time watching British dramas, which are also very different from U.S. dramas. What I love about British dramas is their understanding of suspense. An entire hour of a British drama can have very little real action (no car chases, explosions, gunfights, or anything of the sort) and still have you on the edge of your seat.

The first season of Broadchurch, starring David Tennant, is a perfect example of this. The series was utterly compelling without any over-the-top action sequences, and the performances of the entire cast were brilliant. The eight-episode series focused on the investigation of the murder of a 10-year-old boy. If you like mysteries and suspense, I highly recommend you watch this series. And try to do it before the Americanized version of the show, Gracepoint, comes on in the fall. While the previews look somewhat promising, and the same team is adapting the series with Tennant in the same role, there’s a high probability that the original series will be far superior to the Fox version.

Another great series for fans of suspenseful mysteries is Wallander, starring the always wonderful Kenneth Branaugh. Wallander is based on the mystery series by Swedish author Henning Mankell. The series uses the same format as Sherlock, each season just three 90-minute episodes. If you need further encouragement to watch, the first two seasons also starred another popular British actor, Tom Hiddleston.

I’ve been watching all these series and more for years, and now I’ll finally get to see the England that I’ve previously only seen on television. I can’t wait to finally get to see the streets of Sherlock’s London, seaside cliffs like those in Broadchurch, and the old book shops like Bernard Black’s (though, hopefully, with proprietors a little more friendly than he).

But it isn’t just about visiting places shown on television. I’ll finally get to see the countryside where Jane Austen heroines walked, that inspired J.R.R. Tolkien to create Middle-earth, and where Shakespeare was born.

Of all the things I tend to fan out about, Great Britain is high on the list, and I’m finally going to be there.

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What We’re Pouring: June 18, 2014

Looking to try out, and hopefully praise, some of the beers brewed in our native York County, Pennsylvania, we trekked down Interstate 83 and North George Street to downtown York to check out Mudhook Brewing Co.’s brewpub. Situated just one block west of North George Street and nestled in a quiet corner on the backside of the Central Market House (along Cherry Lane off of Philadelphia Street), this locally owned brewpub serves its own line of craft beers ranging in tastes and styles alongside typical pub appetizers, sandwiches, salads, and soups.

So far, the brewery is not bottling its beers, although you can purchase a growler to take home. We asked the server if there were plans in the future to bottle and sell; he said, “It’s been talked about,” but that no such plans are currently in the works. Neither of us had been here before, so we were interested in giving all their beers a taste.

We each ordered a flight sampling of the six craft beers they were offering on draft that night. We drank them from lightest to darkest.

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Weekend trip to sample wine of Finger Lakes, part 1

When this column began back in January, I wrote about New York wine, focused on the Finger Lakes. This past weekend, I got a chance to visit the area, including tastings at nearly 20 wineries. It was a perfect weekend to visit, with pleasant weather and surprisingly few crowds. My wife and I took a winding journey around Keuka Lake and Seneca Lake, not having time to stop at every winery, and no time at all to visit Cayuga Lake. We found some tremendous wines. It seems like each winery has something unique about it: an interesting story about how the winery got started or how the owners ended up in New York, growing uncommon grapes or making wine using uncommon methods.

In case you’re unfamiliar with the area, the lakes are long and narrow, running north-south through the expanse of New York state ringed by Rochester, Syracuse, Binghamton, and Elmira. Seneca Lake, just barely the second-longest after Cayuga, is 38 miles end-to-end. There are no bridges over the lakes, so if you need to drive to the opposite shore, it’s a bit of a ride.

Interstate 90 provides access to the Finger Lakes from points north (such as Ontario and Quebec), east (New England and upstate New York), and west or southwest (Buffalo, Pittsburgh, and beyond). Visitors from southeast (New York City, Philadelphia) can travel Interstate 81 to Binghamton and branch out from there.

For everyone directly south of the Finger Lakes, which includes my wife and me near Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, as well as travelers from Baltimore and Washington, D.C., take Interstate 83 to U.S. Route 15 through Corning, New York, home to the famed Corning Museum of Glass. From there, take Interstate 86 west, through Bath and Hammondsport (named America’s Coolest Small Town in 2012) to get to Keuka Lake. Otherwise, follow I-86 east to Horseheads, and then choose U.S. 14 to Watkins Glen to access Seneca Lake or U.S. 13 to Ithaca for Cayuga Lake.

Cayuga wineries are along New York Route 89 on the west shore and Route 90 on the east. Route 14 is along the west of Seneca Lake, with Route 414 on the east shore. Keuka Lake lies on Route 54.

The first half of our trip took us on a familiar path, visiting wineries on Keuka Lake and a few on the west side of Seneca Lake. We’ve taken this route a few times before, but manage to find new wineries and new wines each time we visit. The second half of our trip, which I will discuss next time, took us to the east side of Seneca Lake.

There are far fewer wineries on Keuka than on Seneca, and they are mostly clustered along the southern half of the lake. Our first stop was Bully Hill, a long-time Finger Lakes institution on the west side of Keuka. The winery sits high up on a hill with amazing views of the lake below. Bully Hill grew out of a dispute between Walter S. Taylor and the Taylor Wine Company, founded by Walter’s grandfather. Today, Bully Hill is known as the “anti-stuffy” winery on Keuka Lake.

Visitors to Bully Hill can taste of five pre-selected wines (some dry, some sugary sweet), normally with a big crowd of people and the rowdy, entertaining staff, or they can opt for a custom tasting of any wine for $1 each. Since we had done the group tasting multiple times before and almost always focus on dry wines, we opted for a custom tasting. The Estate Blend, cabernet franc, Meat Market Red, and Fish Market White were standouts, and the prices can’t be beat. Bully Hill makes many different wines, with something for every palate.

Down the hill from Bully is Keuka Lake Vineyards, a winery with a very different personality. The tasting room is small and intimate, and the winery operation is much smaller, with far fewer wines available. The winery offers several excellent single-vineyard rieslings, which gives the taster a chance to sample the different Finger Lakes terroirs. We tasted two cabernet franc vintages (2011 and 2012), as well as a Léon Millot, a French-American hybrid red grape.

Traveling back to Hammondsport and up the eastern side of the lake, our third stop was at Domaine Leseurre. Owners Céline & Sébastien Leseurre just opened the winery in the fall of 2013, and the wines are already some of my favorite from New York. The tasting room is also small and intimate, with lots of natural light and beautiful views. Because the winery is so new, only whites and a rosé are available — the reds are not yet ready for release (though a pinot noir and cabernet franc are coming soon, I’m told). Even so, it is well worth stopping to taste the magnificent whites.

Sébastien emphasizes Bâtonnage, an Old World winemaking technique that involves stirring up the lees by hand. This allows the wine to take on a smoother, rounder personality, with layers of well-integrated flavors. Multiple rieslings and chardonnays are offered, and the differences among each are fascinating. Oaked versus unoaked chardonnay, dry riesling versus semi-dry riesling versus a rare oaked riesling, a zippy but not-too-harsh Gewürztraminer, and a refreshing dry pinot noir rosé — all are stunning creations.

From one favorite winery to another: our next stop was Ravines, where my wife and I are wine club members. Visiting the tasting room is always a great experience because of the very knowledgeable staff. Like Bully Hill, Ravines also has an interesting back story, involving a winemaker from Denmark, the purchase of a sought-after vineyard and château in France, and corrupt officials squandering the deal. We are better for it, however, as Ravines owner and winemaker Morten Hallgren settled in the Finger Lakes instead.

The quality of the Ravines wine is easily one of the best in all of New York, and the dry riesling is among the best in the country, consistently scoring 90+ points in major wine ratings. The pinot noir is Hallgren’s real passion, which is a true expression of the grape, and the Meritage blend is also very, very well made (and suitable for cellaring).

Up the road from Ravines is McGregor Vineyards, which has attracted something of a cult following in the Finger Lakes. The winery produces a wide variety of wines, but the Eastern European varietals Sereksiya Charni, Saperavi Rkatsiteli, and Sereksiya Rose set the vineyard apart. McGregor owes its cult status to its popular but pricey Black Russian Red, a blend of Sereksiya Charni and Saperavi Rkatsiteli. A visit to the tasting room, decked out in Clan Gregor plaid and all things Scottish, provides a good experience for anyone, from the novice sweet wine drinker to the serious wino. The Highlands Red is a great value for an everyday table wine.

We stopped at The Olney Place for lunch, a fantastic deli with great beer selection and a catchy motto: “Get this deli in your belly!” The grilled sandwiches are delicious and the sticky buns are legendary (get there early for breakfast if you hope to snag a few).

Here, our journey took a turn to the east, and a short drive brought us from Keuka Lake to the western side of Seneca Lake, the largest lake and home to the most wineries. It’s hard to visit Seneca and not stop at Hermann J. Wiemer Vineyard, which, along with Ravines, is perhaps the best-known winery of the Finger Lakes region. The winery’s namesake came to New York from a German winemaking family and was instrumental in turning the Finger Lakes into an area for fine wine varietals, particularly riesling.

The winery website lists eight different Rieslings currently available, from dry to sweet, and several single-vineyard offerings. Even more astounding, all of them have been scored over 90 points. Don’t get too focused on riesling, however; the other white wines, as well as the pinot noir and cabernet franc, are all extremely well-made. The tasting room is fairly small and intimate, and best of all, it is right among the stainless steel tanks of the winemaking operation.

Just north is Shaw Vineyard, another winery serious about serious wine. More than anything, what sets Shaw apart is the tremendous respect the winery has for the aging process. Wine is barrel- and bottle-aged longer at Shaw than maybe any other winery in the Finger Lakes. In fact, we were tasting reds this past weekend from the 2007 and 2008 vintages. (I have a Chardonnay from the 2005 vintage in my cellar, purchased not long ago.) This is almost unheard of in the region, mostly because of the costs involved.

Growing the grapes, crushing them, and fermenting the juice, is a labor- and time-intensive process. A long time goes by before a crop of grapes brings in any revenue, and Shaw grapes take even longer. But owner Steve Shaw insists on the benefits of his system, and they show in the wines. The 2007 Keuka Hill Reserve, a Bordeaux blend, is particularly enticing — and could warrant even five or 10 more years in the cellar.

Monello Winery is relatively new and a smaller operation but is already growing. Even since my last visit in 2013, several new wines have been introduced. You’ll usually find owner Grace Mirchandani pouring in the tasting room, which is easily identified from the road by a large, red “M” sign. Monello, which in Italian means “brat,” produces mostly dry wines, including a delicious dry riesling and a red blend, called Pella Rosa, perfect for red sauce pasta dishes.

Billsboro Winery has been one of my favorites since my first trip to the Finger Lakes 10 years ago. Unlike most wineries, Billsboro’s tasting room is set in the woods, with a rustic, relaxed feel inside. The dry riesling and pinot gris are both praise-worthy, but the sauvignon blanc was the standout wine during this visit. Billsboro also provided the biggest surprise of the weekend: a Finger-Lakes-grown Albariño. Usually found in Spain and Portugal, the wine is very light-bodied and acidic, making it a perfect pairing for shellfish and light appetizers. Billsboro’s version was no different, delicious and refreshing.

Stay tuned for a trip to the southeastern side of Seneca Lake, sometimes referred to as the “Banana Belt” for its extended growing season, in part 2.

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Sampling Santorini: Wine from hot, dry Greek islands

Not too long ago, wine from Greece was shunned and degraded. “Greek wine tastes like mouthwash,” a fellow diner in a restaurant once told me. Indeed, there was a time when most Greek wines were harsh and unpolished offerings. But in recent decades, the quality has improved dramatically.

The tiny Greek islands may seem like an odd place to grow wine grapes compared to the wide open spaces of France and Tuscany. The islands are small and cramped, with little area to plant new vines. The Mediterranean climate is almost tropically humid, with relentless, baking sunlight, little rainfall, and high winds. Most resources are devoted to the tourism industry, leaving little behind for agriculture.

But the islands have multiple advantages. First, despite the humidity, the growing season is long and warm. The poor soil quality, composed mostly of rock and volcanic ash, is actually an asset; grapevines produce the best fruit for wine when they struggle. With readily available water and nutrients in the soil, vines grow like weeds, producing lots of green leafy growth, and poor quality, watery grapes. But when they must struggle to survive, the energy of the vine is focused on reproduction — which means a focus on the seed-containing grape.

Secondly, this rocky, volcanic soil on most Greek islands is immune to a number of pests and diseases that wreak havoc almost everywhere else. The tiny, aphid-like phylloxera insects are nowhere to be found due to the total absence of clay in the soil. This is a substantial advantage, considering phylloxera destroyed almost every acre of vineyards in Europe in the 19th century (an unfortunate transplant from the New World). Afterwards, Vitis vinifera (wine) grapevines were forced to be grafted onto phylloxera-resistant roots. But in the Greek islands, some roots have been growing for centuries. Even if the vine itself grows too old to produce quality fruit, a new young vine is grafted onto the roots. The roots are incredibly valuable here, since they have grown down so deep in the loose rocky soil in search of moisture.

But what about the lack of rainfall? The high winds? And the relentless sun? The industrious Greek growers have found a workaround for all three in the way they grow the vines. In most places on the planet, vines are trained upward, off the ground. Many different training styles exist, such as head training, where the vines are grown in the shape of a goblet, or trellis systems, where vine trunks are grown straight up and arms are grown outward along wires. Both systems have a primary goal: get the vines off the ground, where moisture, pests, and diseases lurk.

On the Greek islands, however, there are very few of any of these issues, so the vines are trained on the ground. The vines are directed in small circles on the ground, forming a rough basket shape. This low, sturdy structure avoids problems with the wind; the basket shape traps a small amount of moisture that the vines can absorb, and the grapes are pushed toward the inside of the basket, allowing the vine and leaves on the outside to shield the fruit from the sun.

I had the great opportunity to visit Greece and the best Greek island for winemaking, Santorini, in 2010. Touring several different wineries, it was somewhat puzzling to see the grapevines growing. The vines, growing in disorderly, almost random locations, are a far cry from the neat and tidy vineyards of France and California, where long, perfectly parallel rows of trellises prevail. There is no grass or ground cover, no weeds, nothing around the vines, just rocky earth. It’s a rustic style, doing only what is necessary to make very good quality wine. No energy (or water) is wasted on appearances.

Santorini, a crescent-shaped island, is a shell of its former self. Originally a normal, round shape, the island was actually a massive volcano which erupted catastrophically over 3,500 years ago. The center of the island dropped down beneath the surface of the water after the volcano erupted, leaving only the high steep cliffs that remain. Some say this volcanic eruption is the source of the Lost City of Atlantis myth, while others claim the eruption wiped out the Minoan civilization on Crete, the result of a massive tsunami.

Whites are the better known wines from Santorini and see greater production than reds. Assyrtiko is produced the most, along with Aidini and Athiri. While most white wine grapes lose acidity as they ripen, Assyrtiko does not. As a result, the wine can be both full-bodied and acidic and typically has a very refreshing flavor profile of citrus fruit and — surprise! — rocky minerality.

White wines on Santorini are usually called “Santorini” or “Nykteri.” Santorini wines must be at least 75 percent Assyrtiko and are typically unoaked. Nykteri, Greek for “working the night away,” is traditionally harvested at night, and also must be at least 75 percent Assyrtiko. The main difference between the two is the aging process; for Nykteri, that includes a minimum of three months in oak barrels. Both are very dry and acidic.

Red wine was, at one point, almost extinct on Santorini. With vineyard land being sold off to build apartments and hotels for tourism and the overwhelming preference for growing the more demanded Assyrtiko, red grapes like Mavrotragano were all but abandoned. What red grapes were grown were typically used for making cheap, sweet wines.

This downward spiral was reversed in the late 1990s and early 2000s when Mavrotragano was produced as a dry fine wine, with critical and popular success. With its thick skins to protect it from the sun, Mavrotragano wine is typically very dark colored, intense, and full bodied, with good aging potential. The flavors are reminiscent of Middle Eastern cuisine, with strong spices, stewed fruits, as well as earth, ash, and leather. Another red varietal, Mandilaria, is also grown.

Finally, Santorini produces a signature dessert wine called Vinsanto. The wine must be 51 percent Assyrtiko and is truly a nectar of the gods. Grapes are left on the vine longer than for any other wine, allowing sugar content to rise, and are then dried in the sun for around two weeks before they are crushed, creating very concentrated, sweet juice. The wine is aged in oak for at least two years before it can be bottled. While most dessert wines have very low or almost no acidity at all, the acidity of the Assyrtiko, even when fully ripe, gives this a unique flavor. It is no doubt sweet, but the acidity provides a beautiful balance. As you can imagine, after being in the sun for two weeks, flavors of dried fruits, like raisins, prunes, and apricots, shine through.

Estate Argyros and Domaine Sigalas are both fantastic wineries on Santorini, and their wines are available in the United States. The “Atlantis” series from Argyros would be a good place to start, considering the modest price tag. The series includes a white (90 percent Assyrtiko), a dry rose (80 percent Assyrtiko), and a red (blend of Mandilaria and Mavrotragano). If you can find the 100-percent Assyrtiko or Aidani bottles, definitely try them.

After that, search for the Assyrtiko or the Assyrtiko-Athiri blend from Domaine Sigalas, which are even better than the Argyros wines. They are both well worth the price and will not disappoint, especially with fresh whole fish, on the grill, with olive oil and simple seasonings.

Finally, for a special occasion, treat your closest friends to a sip of Vinsanto from either winery. You won’t be sorry.

Swirl, sniff, sip.

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Hitting ‘reset’ restores vital ties to nature

The Modern Urban Gentleman is taking the urban to the wild this weekend. In what has become an annual event, a gathering of close friends will head to a cabin in the woods for a weekend of cooking, discussing, hiking, laughing, drinking, and Shadows Over Camelot-ing. It is an event to look forward to because it breaks the monotony of so-called “normal life,” for sure, but time in the wilderness also answers a call from deeper in the gentleman’s constitution.

The occasional weekend spent in nature is a necessity for a modern urban gentleman. The day-to-day reality of life introduces so many layers of artifice between the gentleman and the Homo sapiens at his core. To strip away that artifice for 48 hours is a refreshing, rejuvenating experience, offering a chance for a reset of the body and mind.

The urbanization of man is a phenomenon no more than two centuries old. The pressures of the agricultural and industrial revolutions pushed people closer together for financial sustainability. The rise of cities has sparked incredible achievements in architecture, art, business, literature, and countless other fields of human endeavor. On top of that, the vibe that defines big-city living is like a drug for many, the Modern Urban Gentleman included. Nonetheless, the human species did not evolve to live in Manhattan or Beijing. And evolution proceeds at far too slow a speed to allow humanity to have adapted to the environmental stressors of modern life.

Consider the most basic unnatural stressor introduced by modern technology: the light bulb. No one alive today remembers a world before the light bulb, but it was only the parents of our oldest great grandparents who lived in that much different time. The gentleman’s body operates on a natural cycle, the circadian rhythm, that depends on the input of external stimuli, such as the sun. For 200,000 years, less the last two centuries, the human machine has been calibrated to maximize sunlight and darkness.

Today, gentlemen are awash in the glow of artificial light at all hours: the evening television, the bedside lamp, and the smartphone game lulling us to shallow and unfulfilling sleep. The constant onslaught of light cues the brain to stay awake, awake, awake, even as the body slips into unconsciousness. The scientific evidence for the damage caused by the disruption of the circadian rhythm by artificial light is strong. We awake tired, stressed, irritable, and begin the day anew with the same disruption of the natural order.

A weekend in a cabin, while not free of artificial light, does allow for a resetting of the circadian rhythm. The early morning rays of sunshine streaming through cabin windows infuse campers with the energy to rise and light the breakfast fire. The setting sun dissipates the excitement, and campers crowd around that same fire for a hearty dinner, shared tales of bygone days, and a s’mores-induced moribundity that sends bleary-eyed ladies and gentlemen to a sound sleep.

Consider, too, the noise pollution of everyday life. Even if a gentleman does not live in an urban center, with traffic slicing along rain-soaked roads and pedestrians shouting to one another as they make their way home from the local watering hole, artificial sounds from television and microwave ovens and beeping washing machines and whirring cell phones replace the sounds of nature. The simple four walls of the gentleman’s house conspire to block the naturally calming auditory flow of Earth: birds chirping, of course, but also the subtle crunching of leaves as deer nose in the underbrush several hundred yards away, a river laps against the shore in the valley a mile below, and the wind rustles the blooming branches of a tall oak tree.

One of the most peaceful experiences the Modern Urban Gentleman has ever had was on a camping trip two years ago, rising before dawn and sitting in the utter blackness, listening and watching. In daylight, nary an animal could be found, but in the stillness of predawn, the unbroken chorus of forest whispers uncovered the overwhelming richness of fauna. The gradual, imperceptible lightening of the sky over the course of 90 minutes, from black to pink-tinged blue, was nothing short of miraculous.

Let’s not overlook the element of camaraderie engendered by a weekend cabin getaway. Humans may not have evolved to live in cities of millions, but they did evolve to be social animals. A monthly happy hour or an annual fantasy football draft only does so much to feed cravings for a band of brothers and sisters. Spending two or three days in a pack, like our long-gone ancestors, has a peculiar and wonderful effect on the soul.

The list of damaging everyday contrivances the modern urban gentleman endures goes on and on: processed foods, a sedentary lifestyle, spiritual vacuousness, astronomical illiteracy … As laid out in the introduction to this column two months ago, the modern urban gentleman “respects the earth and understands his instinctual connection to and dependence upon it.” It is a step — a long, arduous, everyday step — in our journey of self-improvement to minimize the interference between what we are and how we actually live. One simple way to be reminded of that charge is to step back for just a few days and truly experience what it is to be human.

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United across time, cultures by Ancient Ales

A gentleman drinks.* A gentleman is discerning in what and how he drinks, for alcohol is art — from the method of its crafting, to the appreciation of its consumption, to the ideas released under its influence.

A gentleman is well-versed in beer, wine, and spirits, and cultivates an appreciation for each offering. A glass of Scotch, neat, is intimidating to the budding gentleman, but he is tenacious and determined to find the flavors and complexities that have bonded gentlemen over whiskey for centuries. (This column will address that most holy spirit in full on another day.)

Today, the Modern Urban Gentleman turns his focus to the deep historic ties the gentleman has with the hop-infused, fermented starch beverage known as beer. It may surprise some to learn that distilled spirits — gin, whiskey, vodka, brandy, tequila, et al — are an invention of a post-Caesar world: the earliest traces of distillation can be found in first century Greece. Indeed, the production of wine, beer, mead, and other fermented and brewed products, is rooted much deeper in human history.

The Modern Urban Gentleman leaves the historic perspective on wine to his most able colleague. Wine’s dear cousin, beer, has a story just as long and equally tied to the evolution of human culture. It is the gentleman’s duty to be a part of this link from past to present, to understand and to appreciate how the common thread of each sip of beer ties him to the cultures and concepts that have defined humanity.

The ongoing home brew movement is Gentleman to its core, and the Modern Urban Gentleman applauds those who invest themselves in this rich tradition. The godfather of home brewing, the man who took craft brewing mainstream, Sam Calagione, thrives on upending a beer industry that had fallen victim to mass production and watering down of flavors, and he does so to the benefit of gentlemen like us.

Calagione’s brewery, located in Milton, Del., is rekindling our connection to our ancient alcoholic roots. Since 1999, Dogfish Head Brewery has been researching, reconstructing, and releasing examples of prehistoric beverages to recapture the spirit of those times. In the days before purity laws and byzantine tax structures, there was no need to draw a line between a pale ale and a hefeweizen, a lager and an ale, even a beer and a wine. At a time when all alcoholic beverages were small-batch home brews or fermentations, the only applicable rules for these drinks was that they should be made to taste good and to create a slightly altered state of consciousness.

The Dogfish Head Ancient Ales series revives that genre-bending strategy, and the result is an entirely new set of flavors for our modern palettes. The seven concoctions available today are a veritable road trip across the ancient world. Each is derived from archaeological evidence uncovered at millennia-old settlement sites. The flavor profiles can seem, at first glance, off-putting. But the gentleman knows that discovery is only accomplished through adventure. Do not hesitate to try these brews:

  • Midas Touch is the original Ancient Ale, and it is an easy-to-find, year-round offering in the eastern United States. The excavation of the tomb of King Midas in Turkey uncovered drinking vessels showing evidence of honey, white muscat grapes, and saffron. This has been reanimated as a “sweet-yet-dry” offering reminiscent of a beer/Chardonnay hybrid.
  • The oldest known fermented beverage in history is a beer from China. Over 9,000 years ago, enterprising villagers in Jiahu mixed fermenting rice, honey, and fruit; today, Chateau Jiahu is available in limited quantities to anyone in Dogfish’s coverage area. The beverage contains orange blossom honey, muscat grape juice, barley malt, and hawthorn fruit, all brought together with sake yeast. This is truly an Ancient Ale.
  • Theobroma means “food of the gods” and is the genus of the cacao plant. This makes complete sense, and what makes even more sense is to combine the food of the gods with the drink from heaven as well. With a recipe rooted in indigenous Honduras, the brew contains Aztec cocoa powder, cocoa nibs, honey, annatto, and gets an incredible, pleasing heat from the surprising addition of chilies. Theobroma is also a much lighter beer than any other “chocolate” offering on the shelves.
  • It’s a safe bet most gentlemen have never sampled a beer from a recipe written in Egyptian hieroglyphics. Ta Henket offers a chance to change that. The centuries-old prescription, including hearth-baked bread and Middle Eastern herbs, is fermented with a yeast strain captured in a petri dish in present-day Cairo. Anyone who avoids hoppy beers will be pleased with this tasty treat.
  • The history of Italy is inextricably linked with the one of god’s great gifts: wine. But Birra Etrusca Bronze proves that beer has been brewed in Europe’s boot for nearly 3,000 years. This beer is specifically taken from a tomb of the Etruscan civilization, an area now centered on Tuscany. Among its distinct ingredients are an heirloom Italian wheat, Italian chestnut honey, Ethiopian myrrh resin, and Delaware wildflower honey. Dogfish fermented its Birra Etrusca in bronze, while two Italian brewers are producing the same beer with wood and terra cotta.
  • It has become commonplace to find beer infused with or influenced by coffee, but Dogfish has incorporated that other hot beverage sipped the world over. The blueprint for Sah’tea goes back “only” to ninth-century Finland. Sah’tea comes from rye wort caramelized over heated river rocks, fermented with a German weizen yeast, and flavored with wild Finnish juniper berries and black tea.
  • The newest offering in the series is Kvasir, a mélange of wheat, cranberries, myrica gale, yarrow, honey, birch syrup, and a trademark of ancient and modern Nordic lands: lingonberries. Kvasir is a “toasty red winter wheat” with a pleasing pungency lent by the berries. Consider that this is the beer of a Danish upper-class dancer or priestess and the red-blooded gentleman must understand the appeal.

Dogfish Head truly plumbed the depths of the human experience not just by bringing these ingredients together, but also by incorporating the very methods used by our ancestors. Drinking these beers is an experience like no other: breathe the brisk Nordic air, feel the tart berry juice in the mouth, smell the North African and West Asian herbs, and taste the rich tapestry of flavors thanks to the efforts of the men and women at Dogfish Head Brewery.

Yet it would perhaps seem ironic that the Modern Urban Gentleman would bestow its blessing upon a company such as Dogfish Head. Indeed, the culture among the employees and masterminds of the business is decidedly anti-suit-and-tie. The company motto, after all, is “Off-centered ales for off-centered people.” But the Dogfish ethos of passion, innovation, tradition, and expression is a perfect reflection of the template for the modern urban gentleman.

Gentlemen of the U.S. East Coast, or gentlemen traveling there: Experience the Dogfish culture for yourself. The brewery offers free tours of its Milton facility that include four samples from its bar (book early), where an incredible wealth of knowledge and passion is on display in each employee. Then take a trip to the ocean and stop by the Dogfish Head Brewings & Eats brewpub in Rehoboth Beach, Del., where the food is excellent, the music is live, and a few experimental beers are always on tap.

Dogfish Head is, of course, not alone in revolutionizing the brewing world. But its commitment to learning from history makes it a perfect entry point for gentlemen looking to join the community of drinkers that binds all mankind.

* — The art of drinking balances enjoyment and self-control. In that vein, there is one and only one acceptable reason not to drink, and that is when a gentleman knows that his self-control will not allow him to imbibe responsibly. Those who are working to overcome a substance abuse problem are exemplars of self-control and afforded all the respect of a gentleman.


Before we part ways this week, the Modern Urban Gentleman would be remiss if he did not make a brief comment on the men’s fashion of the Academy Awards (due in no part to the prodding of a certain feminist). GQ named Bradley Cooper its best-dressed man of the night, and the Modern Urban Gentleman won’t knock the choice, but he would go in a different direction.

For two years running, the best dressed man at the Oscars has been Daniel Day-Lewis. Last year, he wore a midnight blue tuxedo as he accepted the Best Actor award for his role in Lincoln; this year, he presented Best Actress to Cate Blanchett in a classic shawl collar black tux with a killer patterned pocket square. The actor defines what it means to be a modern urban gentleman.

Another actor who pulls off black-tie flawlessly is Christoph Waltz. He does nothing special with his tuxedos; he just nails the size and fit and carries himself like someone who belongs on any red carpet. He looked great winning an award last year, and kept it up as a presenter this year.

The Modern Urban Gentleman will present a full-length primer on tuxedos in the future. Stay tuned.

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Why aren’t you drinking New York wine?

The East Coast has, historically, not exactly been known for fine wine. Over the past half century, most of the eastern United States has been identified with grapes grown for Welch’s grape juice or for syrupy, sickeningly sweet wines. Today, the wineries of the Finger Lakes region of New York are demolishing those old expectations with delicious, sophisticated offerings.

Most of the grapes grown on the East Coast in the past have been either native to North America, like Concord and Niagara, or are a hybrid of native and European wine grapes. Wines made from native vines are, for lack of a better word, “grapey”: they taste like grape juice — or, rather, sweetened alcoholic grape juice. The lesser of the hybrids taste that way, too. Both often exhibit what winos call a “foxy” character: a musty, wild smell, like a closet full of fur coats. Not exactly appetizing when thinking about something to drink with dinner.

So why plant these grapes? A big part of the reason is climate. Native and French-American hybrid grapes have a higher tolerance for cold winters and hot, humid summers. Grapevines are particularly susceptible to various fungal infections (or “rots”), and the humid climate of much of the East Coast encourages their growth. Areas south of northern Virginia are mostly out of the question for European wine grapes.

The opposite problem occurs in the Northeast, where winters get too cold for grapevines to survive. (And it is still too muggy in the summer.) Another hurdle has been phylloxera: the tiny, sap-sucking insects native to the soils of eastern North America that feast on certain grapevine roots including — you guessed it — the European varieties. Native grapes are immune, as are some of the French-American hybrids. But in Europe, where phylloxera did not exist before the late 1800s — when the pest arrived via boat and destroyed most of the vineyards, especially in France — many of the vines were susceptible. As European varieties proved to be unsuccessful in America, vintners in the East planted what they knew they could grow.

While native and hybrid grapes have dominated vineyards along the East Coast for years, there has been a very slow-but-steady march toward trying to grow European wine grapes, like the great fruits of Bordeaux and Burgundy, and, later, varieties like Napa and Sonoma that are renowned on the West Coast. Even grapes like Cabernet Franc, Pinot Noir, Riesling, and Chardonnay are being grown now on the East Coast.

The rise of fine Eastern wines has been in step with advances in technology and agricultural techniques. Better planting, vigilant maintenance, improved fungicides, and successful grafting — the process of attaching the European varieties to the roots of a phylloxera-resistant vine — have all contributed to growing wine grapes in less-than-ideal regions.

This effort started in the Finger Lakes region of central New York state, near the picturesque towns of Ithaca and Geneva. (Over time, more wine regions along the East Coast have popped up, like Loudoun County, Virginia, Long Island, the Hudson Valley, and the Niagara Escarpment.) The Finger Lakes — resembling the fingers of a stretched out hand when viewed from above — were created millennia ago by deep glaciers, carving the land as they grew and receded. Keuka, Seneca, and Cayuga Lakes are the largest and best known for winemaking. The stony soils of land sloping down to the lake provide the good drainage that grapevines need. (They don’t like “wet feet.”)

The deep lakes provide a buffer to the changing seasons. In the fall, before the lakes freeze over, the heat trapped in the lake water keeps the nearby vineyards slightly warmer to prevent frost damage before harvest. In the spring, the ice on the lakes keeps the vineyards cold longer, minimizing early growth and the risk of frost damage.

The history of Finger Lakes wine was recently chronicled in Summer in a Glass, a book by Evan Dawson — an insightful and easy read. Russian immigrant Dr. Konstantin Frank was an early pioneer in planting European varieties on Keuka Lake, as far back as 1958. He released his first vintage, a Riesling, in 1962. Hermann J. Wiemer, an immigrant from Germany, was also an important early grower of fine Finger Lakes wine on Seneca Lake. Both wineries are still in operation today, and are among the most successful in the region.

White wines are the real stars in the Finger Lakes. That’s not to say the reds are bad (although some certainly are). Chardonnay is produced by many wineries in abundance, and with quality techniques, but the Rieslings in particular shine bright. Most are dry, clean, racy wines that zing with acidity and evoke a strong flavor profile of citrus and minerality. Rieslings are to the Finger Lakes what Cabernet is to California — the signature wine of the region, the grape best suited to the climate and soil. Those at Hermann J. Wiemer are some of the best — not just in the Finger Lakes, but in the entire United States. Ravines Wine Cellars, down the road from Dr. Konstantin Frank, on Keuka Lake, also produces shockingly good Riesling. Their Dry Riesling was recently named to Wine Spectator’s prestigious Most Exciting Wines list.

Domaine LeSeurre, a brand new winery on Keuka Lake, has created world-class Riesling in their first Finger Lakes vintage. Céline & Sébastien LeSeurre chose the Finger Lakes as their home after working 15 different vintages around the world. Sébastien, from a six-generation winemaking family in Champagne, makes wine that will not disappoint.

If you have dough to spare, try some of the single-vineyard Rieslings. Most of the Riesling in the Finger Lakes come from various vineyards, all brought together to be crushed, juiced, fermented, and bottled. But a few wineries produce Rieslings sourced from a single vineyard, which, tasted next to each other, can produce remarkably different flavors. This is a prized feature among winos, what the French call “terroir“: a sense of place evoked in the wine. For example, a Riesling from one vineyard, where the soil is more gravelly, contains more limestone, and drains more quickly, will have different aromas and flavors than a vineyard whose soil contains more clay. Red Newt Cellars produces four outstanding single-vineyard Rieslings, two dry and two sweet.

Pinot Noir and Cabernet Franc are the best reds. While the big Cabernet Sauvignon wines of California and Shirazes from Australia burst with flavor and tannins, the reds of the Finger Lakes are decidedly more Old World in style: lighter in body and color, with more delicate and nuanced flavors. Heart and Hands Wine Company, on the eastern side of Cayuga Lake, has created world-class Pinot Noir.

Sparkling wine has also taken root in the Finger Lakes, with many wineries now producing dry, Champagne-style bubblers. Red Tail Ridge, on Seneca Lake, has created a Blanc de Noirs and a Sparkling Rosé, both fantastic. Red Tail Ridge has a thirst for experimentation, growing some unfamiliar grape varieties, like Blaufränkisch and Dornfelder from Germany, and Teroldego from Eastern Europe, all while operating in environmentally responsible ways. Oh, and their Pinot Noir, Riesling, and Chardonnays are really good, too.

A four-hour drive from Philadelphia, New York City, and Toronto makes the Finger Lakes a perfect weekend getaway for millions. If you decide to visit, there are plenty of hotels in Ithaca, Watkins Glen, and Geneva, though the region is also full of quaint bed-and-breakfasts. If possible, try to avoid a big race weekend at Watkins Glen speedway. (The traffic is not fun.)

Restaurants are also plentiful, and a few have become nationally recognized, like Suzanne Fine Regional Cuisine, nominated for a James Beard award and recognized annually by Wine Spectator, or the Bistro at Red Newt. For those without the wine craving, there are plenty of outdoor activities, like boating on the lakes or hiking along the waterfalls and canyons of Watkins Glen State Park.

Depending on how serious you are about tasting and how close together the wineries you choose, you’ll probably visit between six and 10 wineries each day. Six is more than enough for some, while others will wish the wineries were open past 5 p.m. so they could visit 11 or 12. Each winery offers wine tastings; a few are free, but most cost from $2 to $5.

Be prepared with water and snacks in the car: you’ll likely drink the equivalent of at least one regular-sized glass of wine at each winery, depending on the size of the pour and how many wines you can taste. Those sips add up quickly. The offseason is a great time to avoid crowds, but the picturesque views in summer and fall are amazing.

So, why aren’t you drinking New York wine? Well, if you’re from outside the Mid-Atlantic, it’s probably because the wines are not readily available. While it’s not hard to find Finger Lakes wine in Manhattan restaurants and in liquor stores throughout New York New Jersey, and Pennsylvania, selection is extremely sparse or, more likely, non-existent elsewhere. One thing holding many Finger Lakes wineries back is volume: limited suitable land around the lakes restricts how much wine can be produced.

Another problem is reputation. Customers gravitate toward highly regarded wines from Europe or California. Most people have never heard of the Finger Lakes, and if they have, they assume the wine is cheap and sweet. Only recently have the region’s serious wines even been noticed by wine aficionados, finally getting reviews in Wine Spectator and Wine Enthusiast.

The wines are truly great, are finally receiving the recognition they deserve, are usually reasonably priced compared to their European and Californian counterparts. So the next time you’re enjoying a meal at a restaurant, why not ask, “Do you have a Finger Lakes Riesling?”