As St. Patrick’s Day approaches, I face an identity crisis. My ancestor surnames include Morris and Campbell. I have always felt the very Irish “Morris” certified my right to wear green on St. Patrick’s Day (not to mention imbibing a bit of Irish whiskey in a cup of coffee), while the “Campb…

In the premiere appearance of this column in March 2001, I was tasked with recommending locally available wines for stocking a wine cellar. Most of the wines I recommended then would not receive my nod of approval today — with the rare exception of Bogle merlot.

I know I am a relic. I love antique furniture, carpets and tableware, some of which have come to me from multiple generations. I have collected these things out of a love of history, never viewing them as an investment, which is a good thing.

Now that turkey leftovers have been dispatched and Black Friday and Cyber Monday are behind us, the brave among us may be considering hosting a Christmas soiree. Inevitably, there is angst associated with estimating the amount of wine to have on hand for such gatherings.

Almost exactly nine years ago, upon returning from a visit to California that included an afternoon at Bugay Vineyards in Sonoma, I wrote, “This is a small production, almost cult winery that grows grapes in what is arguably one of the most beautiful spots on the face of the globe.”

One can hardly watch TV without noticing commercials for Ancestry.com. If you are perhaps laboring under the impression that you are Italian because you like spaghetti and your first name is Leonardo, Ancestry.com can, through DNA analysis, dispel those myths, determining that you are not It…

As Father’s Day approaches if father appreciates wine, perhaps a gift of a good bottle is in order. It might be his favorite wine if known, or because he is a special dad the occasion might call for  a more upscale bottle.  While a $1,000 bottle of a Bordeaux first growth may be totally out …