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Written by Eric Mathurin
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Friday, 09 January 2009 |
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I was in the LCBO the other day picking up a bottle of wine for dinner when the person in line next to me, a "hipster" in his early twenties, asked his friend to grab another bottle of wine. He then snidely uttered the following blasphemous statement: “Nothing from Ontario!”
The bottle I had in hand was indeed an Ontario wine. I couldn’t help but glance over at the bottle he already had to see what superior vino he was purchasing. It was, unsurprisingly, a bottle of hugely popular Yellow Tail Chardonnay.
But that’s really beside the point—popular doesn't mean bad.
What irked me was the implied blanket statement that Ontario wine, as a whole, bites. That would be tantamount to judging the whole of all Australian wine on the basis of the very existence of the popular, ubiquitous Yellow Tail, Little Penguin and other [Insert Crazy Animal Named Wine Here] brands. In fact, the Australian wine industry is trying to distance itself from the very oaky, jammy, vanilla-infused brands and “style” that have been popularized there because Australia does make many very different styles of wines. So if you don't like Yellow Tail, they have a lot more to offer.
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Read more... [Sucky Ontario wine]
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Written by Eric Mathurin
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Saturday, 20 December 2008 |
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 The group shot, minus Annie! (Photo, however, by Annie.) Our flight didn't leave until 23:00 so David, Il and I had an entire day kill while the others had to backtrack to Accra for their flight. The three of us, after breakfast, rode with Einz and Andrea as their entourage the 3 km to the Ghanaian border: they had been in a panic about it because during their first crossing they'd been surrounded by a mob of large men who distracted them and tried to pick their pockets and bags.
The Lomé side of the border where we left them was not very busy and apart from a money changer holding a large wad of bills (who I joked with, asking him if it was a "cadeaux" for me) we were left entirely alone. Hopefully the Ghanan side went equally well for them.
The three of us then rode around town for a little bit, stopping at a couple of grocery stores attempting to find some Togolese hot sauce as gifts for friends back home—but without any luck.
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Read more... [Day 15: A Farewell to Fetishes (Lomé)]
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Written by Eric Mathurin
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Friday, 19 December 2008 |
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 Sunrise! David and I left the hotel at 5:30am and cycled several kilometres around town scouting for breakfast options without much luck. As a group, however, Einz spotted a stall with eggs on the counter so we were saved from a morning of bread and beans for breakfast.
We all decided to make a side trip to Togoville, although the Germans were going direct while we went a further route so as to pass through Vogan which has the largest market in the region.
The cycling on the secondary road there was nice, although we arrived at Vogan so early that the market was only fractionally full. Still, it was interesting and easy to cycle in and around the stalls.
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Read more... [Day 14: Fumes (Lomé)]
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