Archive for the 'Think' Category


24.11.2009

There are some things that just make me want to weep for my gender. Most reality TV, for instance. But lately, it’s the realm of booze that’s got me so depressed — what we drink, the way we drink it and how marketers sell it to us. Seriously, what’s wrong with us? Have we no tastebuds at all?

I’ve been obsessing about that ever since I wandered by the B.C. Hospitality Exposition Tradeshow yesterday at the Vancouver Trade and Convention Centre to judge a cocktail competition hosted by Sortilege, a Quebec maple liqueur. And even though I was judging the men’s half of the contest — the women compete this afternoon — I walked away with some pretty confused thoughts about the ladies.

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When I decided to create a blog about exploring our world through travel and drink, a blog that would have a whimsical, slightly retro feel, I figured “One for the Road” was about as perfect a title as you could come up with. Apparently, others disagree. They think it sounds like I’m promoting drunk driving. Well, I’m not.

But with the story of Diane Schuler still in the news, it’s an issue that’s not going away.

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12.08.2009
Speaking of changes . . . check out the new do.

Speaking of changes . . . check out the new look.

So, it’s been awhile since I’ve posted here, and it’s great to be back! And the really good news is there’s gonna be some changes around here, tho it may take a few weeks before you see them all.

The big change for me is that I finally loaded a spam filter on here and I can actually bear to look at my comments for the first time in months. I work on a Mac so the worst I’d experienced before this was the occasional note from a good friend in an African nation asking for a small donation. So all the hundreds and hundreds of penis-extending / porn / viagra / tamiflu messages — and, for some reason, promos for the movie Up! — came as a bit of a shock. And the fact that most of them came from .ru sites was extra creepy, especially for someone whose family was driven out of their homes by the Russians.

Just saying.

The big change for you, though, is that the focus of the blog is going to change a bit as we move forward. Yes, there will still be lots of stuff about booze and travel, but I want it to be more useful and practical, and not just me telling you about all the cool stuff I get to do, tho there will still be some of that because if I can’t share it with you, well, then what’s the point, really?

I want this to be the site you come to when you’re wondering what kind of glass to serve a mojito in (Collins) or how to set a table (depends on how formal you are), how to book a hotel room in Paris (comparison shop!), what wine to serve with Asian food (an aromatic white or bubble, tho you can get away with a spicy Shiraz with Indian), how to make proper martini (start with really good gin), and all the other stuff you need to know how to sip deeply and enjoyably of the waters of life.

It’s not so much a new direction, but a bit more focus, and I’m pretty pumped about it. I hope you will be, too!

Brainstorming a new direction for One for the Road — with giant Post-Its!

Brainstorming a new direction for One for the Road — with giant Post-Its!

Went to a preview of Julie & Julia last night — doesn’t open until Aug. 7, so yay, lucky me — and all I can say is, if you love food, and if you love words, and if you love words about food, you have GOT to go to this movie.

To be honest, I was a bit nervous going in. The movie, directed by Nora Ephron, weaves together two books: Julia Child’s memoir of the time she spent in Paris alongside her husband, the cultural attaché Paul Child, which is when and where she learned how to cook; and Julie Powell’s memoir of her year-long blog during which she made every recipe in Julia’s seminal cookbook, Mastering the Art of French Cooking. The movie stars a towering, quavering Meryl Streep as Julia and a mousy, emerging-from-her-miserable-shell Amy Adams as Julie. Like any foodie, I revere Julia, and was ridiculously worried that this would be a crushing disappointment.

Well, I needn’t have fretted because this was, quite frankly, the most enjoyable movie experience I have had in years. It was so good I didn’t even mind that the people behind me kept talking during the movie. At least they were talking about the movie; in fact, they were so into it, they were practically giddy. Pretty funny, actually.

Adams is, as she always is, utterly charming on screen. She has these crazy-huge blue eyes that are so dynamic that you can’t take your own eyes off her even when she’s doing something as tedious as typing. And the supporting cast, including a low-key Stanley Tucci as Paul Child, is terrific.

But everyone is overshadowed — as seems perfectly appropriate — by the gigantic personality of Julia, and by Streep, who is at her very best here. Julia would be very easy to cariacture (see: Dan Aykroyd), but Streep manages to nail her trademark oddities, starting with that peculiarly quavering voice, without ever truning her into a figure of fun.

As you’d expect from Ephron, there’s great insights to be had over women’s friendships, nice period details, especially when it comes to clothing, and some really great use of music. (I especially loved the way they had Talking Heads’ Psycho Killer playing in the scene where Julie has to kill a crustacean or two for Lobster Thermidor. Hi-larious.)

Ephron is always a great writer, but not always a great director, but here she’s really found her style. The movie was laugh-out-loud funny in spots, poignant in others. The food scenes were delicious. And even though Julia died in 2004, this movie has kept her alive, for now and forever. As she herself would say, bon appétit!


22.06.2009

Well, that has to be something of a record, or maybe not. At any rate, the heinous “Get an Ugly Girlfriend”   site advertising Bacardi Breezers I wrote about on Friday is no more. In fact, the folks at Bacardi have apologized and say the campaign was shut down last year, just, I guess, didn’t actually get around to taking down the website till now.

Sean-Patrick M. Hillman, executive V-P of Corbin & Associates, a public relations agency working for Bacardi USA, wrote the following to the fab feminist site Jezebel, which has been all over this story:

The campaign you are referring to ran in 2008 for two months in Israel. Even though Bacardi Breezer is not sold or distributed in the United States, we immediately notified the appropriate Bacardi affiliate and had this website shut down.

Bacardi proudly celebrates diversity and we do not endorse the views of this site. We sincerely apologize to anyone who was offended by this site and thank you for bringing it to our attention.

So, that’s great, and total props to all the rightfully outraged women out there who got the thing nixed. But still, why on earth would anyone think this is a good idea in the first place? It makes the whole notion of using scantily clad women to promote booze seem postively progressive.

I would have thought that with all the bad economic news out there — not to mention all the other grim headlines — that we’d be drinking more, not less, these days. I mean, remember those reports of stockbrokers passing out drunk in the streets of Toronto last fall? And who could blame them?

But according to a story in today’s Globe and Mail, booze is number one on the list of grocery items people are cutting down on — not here in Canada (we’re giving up bottled water instead), but in Europe, of all places, specifically in Germany, Britain, Spain, Italy and France. In fact, 53 per cent of the French have cut their spending on spirits and other alcohols.

Of course, that doesn’t necessarily mean people are drinking less. They might just be spending less. You know, skipping the luxury brands and going for the bottom shelf stuff, or picking the $10 wine over the $20 one, or even digging around in the liquor cabinet and finishing off the stuff they already have. But I suspect it’s a bit of both. Who isn’t just a little bit ashamed of the excesses of the past few years?  Did we really think we could afford 20-year-old single malt Scotch and vintage Champagne on a middle-class income? I guess we did, but now we’re thinking, hmm, beer, box wine, Canadian rye, they’re not so bad.

Only a year ago I was inundated with press kits and launch invites for new luxury products, and would regularly come home to find yet another bottle of ultra-premium vodka waiting at the front door. This year? Nope. From my conversations with liquor reps, I get the sense everyone is rethinking everything.

Me, I think this is good news for great bartenders and the companies that hire them to promote their products. For one thing, using spirits in cocktails can make a bottle go a lot further than drinking it neat; for another, judicious use of bitters and juices and ice can overcome the deficiencies of a lower-quality spirit. That, after all, is one of the reasons cocktails were so popular during Prohibition.

We’ll see. I know that we’re all hunkering down and focusing on essentials these days, and booze isn’t really an essential, tho somedays it sure seems like it should be. But wine, beer and spirits add pleasure to life, and we could always use some that, especially now.

Used judiciously, alcohol enlivens the palate, adds sparkle to social events, creates a sense of celebration and makes difficult days seem, somehow, not so bad. That’s not going to change.

I think we’re going to be drinking less, but more wisely. I think gross excess, like those six UK bankers a few years back who ran up the £44,000 bill on a restaurant meal, most of it spent on three bottles of Chateau Petrus (according to Guinness World Records, the most expensive meal per capita ever), that’s just over. But a nice cocktail, a glass of wine with a meal, a sip of cognac afterwards, those are just the simple pleasures that make life enjoyable.


DIY booze

Author: Joanne
15.03.2009

So tomorrow I head to Spokane to learn how to make hooch at Dry Fly Distilling. Follow the adventure right here!

She’s smart, she’s funny, she made David Frum look like the weenie he is without losing her own cool — and she’s a total classic cocktail geek. No wonder Rachel Maddow is the It Girl of the boozy brainiac set.

If you don’t watch Rachel Maddow’s political show on MSNBC, you should check it out sometime. She’s on nightly (5 and 7 p.m., Ch. 140 here in Vancouver), and while she has the predictably liberal bent of the cable network’s other talking heads, she has none of the crazy of Keith Olbermann or the baffling incoherence of Chris Matthews, and more smarts than the two of them together, which is only fitting for a former Rhodes scholar, I guess.

I’ve been watching her since she used to fill in for Keith last summer, all through the U.S. election campaign and now I’m a bit addicted to her clever, slightly goofy and utterly likable schtick.

Discovering that she’s all about the classic cocktails just makes me an even bigger fan. You can catch her on YouTube (Rachel Maddow, Mixologist) demonstrating how to make a Jack Rose (applejack or apple brandy, grenadine, lime juice). You can read her in Imbibe magazine making a Tantris Sidecar. She’s even appeared on Martha Stewart to talk politics and vintage cocktail books and to make a Cherry Julep.

Thing is, it’s awesome to see a cool woman who’s so into cocktails. I mean, most women I know are happy to drink the things, but they leave it up to the guys to make them. Maybe they just like watching those manly biceps shaking away, but my guess is that they’re a bit intimidated by the whole thing. Sort of like lighting the barbecue, no? But once you get over that initial fear, playing with fire is fun, and so is making cocktails.

So, ladies, how about it? With Rachel as inspiration, why not shake up a cocktail or two of your own?


19.02.2009

Check out my In Good Spirits column in today’s Vancouver Sun. It’s all about the cool new V (for vodka) lounge at Earls in Yaletown.


19.01.2009

This past couple of years I’ve been on the road a fair bit, and that means I’ve stayed in an awful lot of hotels. I’ve also been crammed on an awful lot of planes, but that’s too depressing a topic for a Monday morning, especially a Monday morning that I just read is supposed to be the most depressing day ever.

Anyhoo, while I’m checking out new digs, I like to amuse myself with a sort of running checklist of the things that make me nuts in hotels. And there’s always something, isn’t there? So for the hoteliers out there (and for the commiseration of my fellow travellers), here are my pet peeves about your properties.

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