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	<title>Comments on: Blown Away</title>
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		<title>By: Sean</title>
		<link>http://www.interwined.com/2007/03/13/blown-away/#comment-25</link>
		<author>Sean</author>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 08:41:55 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Love the challenge, jefe. 
So, stay tuned, all you InterWinos, because tonight, Michael, I shall be tasting the Oregon Pinot Noir and blogging my tasting notes. Expect a cavalcade of amateurish comments ranging from words like big to spicy, and affirmations like nice and very nice and "Oh my gawd, wine from Oregon, what are trying to do to me? We all know that the only thing that grows in Oregon is pot!" (True story: look it up.) 

FYI: For those of you that aren't addicted to television like me, the whole 'tonight Michael' thing's an overt reference to the terrible variety, musical impersonation show that ran on British television for about 2000 years -- OK, so more like 14 or so -- and was, if not the ugly sister, then certainly the incredibly homely-looking half-cousin twice removed of the now earth-conquering Belle of the Ball that is American Idol. When Simon describes performances as being a bit Karaoke, it is surely Michael Kelly's Stars in Their Eyes that he must have in mind.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Love the challenge, jefe.<br />
So, stay tuned, all you InterWinos, because tonight, Michael, I shall be tasting the Oregon Pinot Noir and blogging my tasting notes. Expect a cavalcade of amateurish comments ranging from words like big to spicy, and affirmations like nice and very nice and &#8220;Oh my gawd, wine from Oregon, what are trying to do to me? We all know that the only thing that grows in Oregon is pot!&#8221; (True story: look it up.) </p>
<p>FYI: For those of you that aren&#8217;t addicted to television like me, the whole &#8216;tonight Michael&#8217; thing&#8217;s an overt reference to the terrible variety, musical impersonation show that ran on British television for about 2000 years &#8212; OK, so more like 14 or so &#8212; and was, if not the ugly sister, then certainly the incredibly homely-looking half-cousin twice removed of the now earth-conquering Belle of the Ball that is American Idol. When Simon describes performances as being a bit Karaoke, it is surely Michael Kelly&#8217;s Stars in Their Eyes that he must have in mind.</p>
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		<title>By: Jacob</title>
		<link>http://www.interwined.com/2007/03/13/blown-away/#comment-26</link>
		<author>Jacob</author>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 12:42:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Oh man, what did I just do?

Keep the review under 500 words Sean.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh man, what did I just do?</p>
<p>Keep the review under 500 words Sean.</p>
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		<title>By: Sean</title>
		<link>http://www.interwined.com/2007/03/13/blown-away/#comment-27</link>
		<author>Sean</author>
		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Mar 2007 08:05:51 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>In response to my reproach, I shall try and keep this brief and refrain from writing all the Pro-Boxing “in this corner…” rhetoric that I had planned. As such, dear InterWinos, please quietly hum the Rocky theme song to yourself, before reading any further.

I’ll start you off: ‘Ba papa ba, papa ba pa pa…’

Late last night, I sampled a bottle of the 2002 Williamette Pommard Pinot Noir, graciously donated to me by your host Jacob Gaffney. At first sniff, it smelled of black pepper and, oddly, really nice goat’s cheese. Not sure what the goat’s cheese scent means, but such is life. As far as taste, after a few amateurish swishing in the mouth, I got a kind tannic, red currant kind of flavour from it. Certainly, the colour reminded me of those nice little bunches of red currants you sometimes find at the more pricey supermarkets. I’m sure someone will tell me that it was really supposed to be cherries that I tasted. Tasting notes…always with the cherries. My score: free wine, memorable aroma: 10/10.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In response to my reproach, I shall try and keep this brief and refrain from writing all the Pro-Boxing “in this corner…” rhetoric that I had planned. As such, dear InterWinos, please quietly hum the Rocky theme song to yourself, before reading any further.</p>
<p>I’ll start you off: ‘Ba papa ba, papa ba pa pa…’</p>
<p>Late last night, I sampled a bottle of the 2002 Williamette Pommard Pinot Noir, graciously donated to me by your host Jacob Gaffney. At first sniff, it smelled of black pepper and, oddly, really nice goat’s cheese. Not sure what the goat’s cheese scent means, but such is life. As far as taste, after a few amateurish swishing in the mouth, I got a kind tannic, red currant kind of flavour from it. Certainly, the colour reminded me of those nice little bunches of red currants you sometimes find at the more pricey supermarkets. I’m sure someone will tell me that it was really supposed to be cherries that I tasted. Tasting notes…always with the cherries. My score: free wine, memorable aroma: 10/10.</p>
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