Friday, July 14, 2006

The Steve Cook Tragedization - Day II (2 if you're not Roman)

Well, hello everyone. M. Bob Freeley here. Hope you remember me. I'm the wine columnist for West End's Best Magazine, and today I'm here filling in for the still-missing Steve Cook.
I must say I missed bringing you my regular reviews of great wines over the past few weeks. I was away on a somewhat forced "vacation." I won't say much about where I was. Suffice it to say that Betty Ford and I don't totally see eye to eye as to what constitutes a problem.
Anyway, I get back in town last night, and first thing I hear is that Steve and his monkey are missing in the Fan. Speaking of the Fan, I enjoyed a Fantastic evening at that new Fan eatery. It's an Asian/African fusion place called Wok of Gibraltar.
I'm not sure just what was in the Mystery Meat Chow Mein, but what I can tell you is that it provided the perfect pairing for a frisky little bottle of a merlot, which teased me to "go on and have a second bottle." I resisted that tantalizing temptation, but what I couldn't resist was a naughty little shiraz that, by the third or fourth glass, was shouting "G'day Mate."
The lovely waitress suggested I give the bottle a little time to breathe. I told her I'd do even better than that, I'd give the bottle mouth-to-mouth. Ha Ha. That one's always good for a laugh down at the corner watering hole. Although the waitress didn't seem to find it as funny as do my fellow wine lovers. Perhaps, something got lost in the translation.
Anyway, the meal was a true delight, as were the wines. I topped the evening off with a randy little dessert wine that was so easy to sip in to, before I knew it, I was pounding on the bottle, much as I would on a bottle of Heinz Catsup, to make sure I didn't miss a drop.
I just might head back downtown today. You know...to help look for Steve, and to check out that new wine and beer bar, Brewjolais. I enjoy a good wine, but, truth be told, there isn't anything more thirst quenching than a gourmet can of PBR. So, if you're out and about, and we happen to meet, you can buy me a drink. And, if you happen to see Steve, give us a shout.
Until next time, this is M. Bob Freeley, saying "Bottoms up!"

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