Sunday, March 30, 2008

6.2

Did that catch your eye?  That's the conversion of kilometers to miles.  I walked a 10K today with some friends.  I think I may have lost my mind when I agreed to do this.  I'm completely out of shape.  What was I thinking?  We walked it, but it wasn't a casual stroll.  Think power walk!  This was my view.  

Karen and Joanna have done this before and are in much better shape.  They assured me that I did fine, but I'm not sure if they were just blowing sunshine my way or not.  Although we did finish it in 1 hour 39 minutes and 25 seconds.  So I was proud of myself.  They were even trying to convince me to walk a 5K before we even finished the 10K.  Are they insane?

-Michelle

*UPDATED* Opening Day

It's that time of year again. Time for the Boys of Summer to entertain us all. I do believe the Boston Red Sox and Oakland A's already had their opening day in Japan. The Cardinals and Yankees start tomorrow, and the Nats open in their new ballpark today.

In tribute, I give you the greatest baseball song ever written:




Edited to Add:
A review of the San Diego Padres' roster shows #33 Jody Gerut as having made the active roster! Excellent news!

Saturday, March 29, 2008

What's In A Name

So last night the Jim and I went to the O Club (that's Officer's Club in civilian terms) to meet a friend's husband and child.  Well at least that's our excuse for wing night.  He had driven up from the Norfolk, VA area.  With a small child that's a 12 hour drive.  Yikes!  For once I was the DD (designated driver).  He deserves a break every once in a while.

So while Jim was enjoying a tasty beer I got myself a Coke with Cherry Grenadine in it.  Also known as a Roy Rogers.  Only they don't call it that any more.  Apparently kids today don't know who Roy Rogers was.  They don't even know who Trigger is.  What have they never watched old westerns?  Have they never seen Die Hard?  What is wrong with today's youth?  So now they call it a Batman.  Something I've become addicted to.

Shirley Temples are still called by the same name.  That's Sprite or Ginger Ale with Cherry Grenadine.  Isn't she older than Roy Rogers?  Or am I way off base?  Guess she just got more air time.  And an Arnold Palmer is still called by the same name.  That's iced tea and lemonade.  

I'm just very confused.  Luckily the bartender at the O Club knows what a Roy Rogers is, but I fear if I got someone younger they wouldn't.  So here's a note out to my brother.  Take note of this in case anyone ever asks for this.  That way you won't be stumped.

-Michelle

Friday, March 28, 2008

So what's it like...

I get questions about what it's like to be in the Navy. What is it like to live at sea? What do you do exactly? They are all very good questions. I wish I was better at describing what I do exactly. Mainly, because I think there is an every increasing divide between those who chose to serve in the military and those who chose other paths, much to the detriment of both sides.

The "Destroyermen" blog is attempting something that may help bridge the divide. The Executive Officer and some of the crew of USS RUSSELL (DDG 59) have put together a blog to describe life aboard USS RUSSELL while deployed overseas. Operational security will be a factor in describing where they are at and what they are doing exactly, but that's minor. If they can show what life is like for the Sailors of RUSSELL then I think the blog can be called a success.

http://destroyermen.blogspot.com/

I thought the "A Captain, But No Company" post was very enlightening. 

(USS RUSSELL is an ARLEIGH BURKE-class Aegis guided missile destroyer. It is very similar to the ship I'm supposed to go to later this year. Some information about these destroyers can be found at: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arleigh_Burke_class_destroyer . It's Wikipedia, so take it with a grain of salt. Usually the good information from Wiki comes from the linked sources at the bottom of the page.)

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Mandatory Fun

So last night we had a mandatory fun function to attend at the Brick Alley Pub.  For those of you who don't speak military, that's when your command tells you that you have to be there.  And you're supposed to have fun.  So off we went.  Food was provided, but everyone had already paid their ward room dues.  At least I hope they had.  I know Jim did.  But the bar was not an open bar.  Smart thinking.  Nobody wants to pay a bar tab for a bunch of sailors.  So we mingled a bit, ate a bit and I had a drink or two.  All in all it wasn't awful.  It was all of Jim's classmates.  A few of whom were down in Dahlgren and I had either met before or had heard of.  Some were new to me, but that was the purpose of this.  To meet and greet.  Of course they probably should have done it within the first week of school.  Since groups had already formed.  Oh well!

-Michelle

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Beers and Buds

We were lucky enough to have our buddy, Steve, in town this week with his ship.  His schedule kept him from visiting us too much.

He was able to slip away last night to stop by some friend's house for beers.  It was good to have the gang together again.  There was a new addition and Steve's wife, Greta, was missing.  But a good time was had by all.  We tried some of John's beer.  Yum!  He's a home brewer.  He even opened a bottle of wine for me.  Wasn't that sweet?  A nice red!  We were even able to see Theo before he went to bed.

Guinness, the large black cat, of course came down to share the love with everyone.  Of course he's not as big as he used to be, but he does love to sit on everyone's lap.  And even Asland, their other cat, came down to get pets near the end of the evening.

So today we were able to meet up for lunch at Portabella's.  It's a restaurant in town that Jim and I had never been to.  Ruth and John suggested it.  They have some of the best ideas for places to go.  Not to mention some of the best stories!  It was very good.  The sandwich was huge!  In fact I took half of mine home.  So we got to have a long lunch with our buddy, Steve, before he had to head back to his ship.

His ship will be leaving Friday, but I'm not sure that we'll get to see him again while he's here.  We have a mandatory fun thing tonight and he has something he has to attend tomorrow.  But I'm glad we got the time we did.

-Michelle

Dillo Adventures

So after a bit of time here in Rhode Island we finally brought out our Dillo.  It's great for opening up bottles of beer.  We gave it to a few of our friends before departing Virginia.

Jim loves it and we fought over it for a while.  So I thought it fitting to introduce our Dillo to the growlers we purchased from Coddington Brewery.  It looks like he bit off more than he could chose.  Guess we can't use him to open these.  ;-)

So after that encounter the Dillo retired to the wine rack.  It's his favorite hang out.  Okay I know it was a bad pun.  

But don't worry about him.  He didn't hide for long.  We brought out beer that was just his size.

It soothed his little Dillo ego just fine.  And just to make sure he was okay with everything we decided to polish off quite a number of bottles.

-Michelle

Monday, March 24, 2008

And They Call It...

Puppy love!  

This past Friday we had our friends over for dinner.  And Kaiser was in heaven!

John and Ruth are friends from Norfolk.  John is the only man that Kaiser has ever liked.  In fact John has even pet sit for Kaiser.  It only took our loving dog a few minutes to remember his favorite guy.

Then we had to tell him to leave John in peace.  He was thrilled to see him and his wife Ruth.  He wasn't so sure about their little boy, Theo.  Theo, however, adored Kaiser.  Our pooch was very patient.  And no, he isn't staring longingly at John's wine glass.  It's not red.

No More Rosato.

Friday was bittersweet. We opened the last bottle of Rosato (sweet!). It was much more flavorful than Ruth, Michelle and I remembered from the tasting we did just two weeks prior (very sweet!).  And we got to share our favorite "drinking wine" with friends (totally sweet!).

Now for the bitter part. It was the last bottle of Rosato! That's it. There is no more. I figure that we went through two cases of Rosato in the past year. One of those cases was done by the end of last June. What can I say, it makes an outstanding back porch wine. 

In keeping with the "we're out of Rosato" theme, we are now accepting donations for disadvantaged Virginia transplants to New England. The Foundation to Provide Rosato Di Sangiovese to Virginia Transplants (FPRDSVT) can be contacted through this board, email, and at our mailing address. We will be taking donations for either Ingleside vintange. We're willing to shamelessly plug said wine through this and any other website that allows spamming!

Friday, March 21, 2008

Spring, Sprang, Sprung!

So spring has officially arrived.  And it is letting us know it's here!  With all the wind we had last night I thought our house was going to lift off.  What's this stuff about spring coming in like a lion and going out like a lamb?  Well he's been roaring a LOT lately.  So much so that the dog is afraid to go outside.  The wimp!  I'd forgotten how chilly it can feel to have the wind coming off the bay here in Rhode Island too.  That's going to take some adjusting to.  But hopefully not to long.  I'm looking forward to the lovely summer weather that I remember from when we were here eight years ago.  Also I'm ready for it to stop raining on Wednesdays.  Although the predictability is nice.

-Michelle

Monday, March 17, 2008

The measure of a man...

I think we can finally put move number 9 in the books. All the household goods have arrived. The utilities have been turned on, and the washer and dryer have been replaced. Not much left to do, except unpack boxes. How and what to unpack is going to be the key decisions over the next fews days and possibly weeks.

The move has stimulated a little thought, very little. How do you measure a person? By their accomplishments? By their income? By their spouse? By the company they keep?

How about by measuring how much crap they lug around from location to location. The latest measurements for the Davenport household are in. It appears we have used 110 packing boxes; this doesn't count Michelle's tote obsession, furniture, bulky items, etc. That translates to about 7,500 pounds worth of crap (when it is your stuff it you can call your belongings crap; when it is someone else's stuff it's their treasured possessions). It's not a lot in the grand scheme of things; our strategy to travel light seems to be paying off...somewhat. 

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Two Down Five To Go

Today we decided to explore our new local and stumbled upon Newport Vineyards.  So we decided to stop in and do a tour and tasting for $7 per person.  You get to chose five wines from their list of something like twenty-eight wines and keep the glass.  One selection is a hard cider.  The tour took you out to the vineyard and was a bit lengthy, but I'm not sure of it's accuracy.  They proudly mentioned how the machine they have can bottle 133 cases an hour, but they normally only did 120 cases an hour.  That equals to about 1,440 bottles an hour.  Jim and I chuckled remembering how quickly we bottled back at Ingleside.  I thought we were quicker than that, but Bill and Maria might tell us we're wrong.  They also mentioned how their machine came from a company in Italy that only produced two a year.  (Insert eye roll here)

Of course Jim and I shared our tastings so we could try more wines.  It's so hard to chose only five when their are so many to chose from.  I think they do it so you'll keep coming back.  So I tried the Sauvignon Blanc, which had almost a bit of sweetness to it.  But a nice acid and we bought a bottle.  They are a bit liberal with the pourings.  I then tried their Gewurztraminer, Vintner's Select Pinot Gris, Sanctuary and Pinot Grigio.  I enjoyed the Pinot Gris, but not their Pinot Grigio.  Which is odd because I'm a big Pinot Grigio fan.  Their Pinot Grigio was sweet and not to my liking.

Jim tried the Rose Pinot Noir, which was nice and we decided to take a bottle home.  It's a nice dry rose.  We blame our rose addiction on Maria.  She started it all with the Rosato.  He then tried Rochambeau, Blaufrankish, Gemini and Pinot Noir.  All which are reds.  None really grabbed us though.  But reds are hard to do up in this area.  Or so they keep telling us.  And who am I to argue?

As much information as they tried to give you on the tour, they were pretty quiet at the tasting.  No information was given to us about the wine and we were 
pretty much ignored.  They just poured your wine and walked away.  Sad really.  I really would have liked more information, but I had a feeling they didn't know much about the wines they poured.  The one thing I did like that you might notice from this picture is they inserted the cardboard from their wine glass boxes to keep your bottles and souvenir glasses from bumping into each other. 

Overall experience?  There are a lot more wines there to try.  So we might to back, but the staff doesn't seem that knowledgeable.  Some are friendly while others seemed a bit put out at having to pour.

So we left there with two bottle of wine to continue our exploration of our new area and came across a sign for another vineyard.  So being the curious people we are we followed the signs.  We came across an old, old barn that had the tasting room in it.  Hmm.  That brings back memories. 

For $8 a person we were able to try six wines and take home a souvenir glass.  One of their wines was currently sold out.  Funny thing.  Their winemaker used to work at Williamsburg Winery.  We weren't going to hold that against him though.  We were greeted by a very friendly woman who gave me a South Eastern New England Wine Trail Guide to get stamps on.  Something Newport Vineyards didn't do.  We got into a discussion about the different grapes that could grow in this area versus Virginia.

But I digress.  First off we tried the Rosecliff Pinot Gris, which was very delicate.  Then on to the Greenvale Chardonnay which is done in 40% French oak and 60% stainless steel.  Very nice.  Done with some of their younger vines.  We decided to take a bottle of that home.  Then we had their Chardonnay Select which was all oak and nice.  Then Vidal Blanc, which had a nice bite to it and I insisted we get a bottle of.  Hey we need summer wines and I know we're not going to get any serious reds out here.  Then we tried Skipping Stone White which is a blend of Cayuga, a grape I'd never heard of (no shock there) and Vidal Blanc.  And Cabernet Franc which wasn't too bad.  Their Elms Meritage was sold out, much to Jim's dismay.  Mine too.  But we've been told to try back in July.  So we will.

After that we got to talking again.  We both needed a chance to sober up.  The portions around here are nuts!  I swear it's like I'd had a glass or two!  I mentioned how I used to work at a winery.  The woman told me I should come back on Tuesday because the owner would be back then.  They're always looking for help.  I smiled and thanked her.  Don't think I'll be doing that though. 

Overall experience?  It's a newer winery, but I'll definitely be going back.  They have some nice wines and friendly/knowledgeable staff.  And you get to try all their wines!  Plus they have jazz on Saturdays after Memorial Day.  Which Jim and I think would be fun to take a picnic lunch, buy a cold bottle and enjoy the music.  It was the best of the two and I'll be recommending it to everyone. 

-Michelle

Edited to add:
Hey guys, just wanted to throw in my 2 cents.

Newport Winery:
What interested me about the tour here was the detail in the description of how they grow the grapes. Their vines are oriented north to south so they can get maximum sun exposure to the grapes during the day. They also said they remove leaves that block the sun from the clusters. They recently added a irrigation system as well. And because they have such a large vineyard (50 of their 70 acres have vines on them) they use a harvesting machine. I'm guessing agricultural workers are tougher to come by up here. 

The tour guide also described "free fall" juice (I have no idea what that means really, hopefully a reader can comment and explain it to us!) that they will use in a second fermentation process.  I'm guessing that's for their two ports. If I recall correctly, they make two ports.

Newport Winery makes ~16,000 cases of wine a year. Like Michelle said, they have something close to 30 wines! Twelve of them are sweet or "semi-dry" (i.e. Blue Crab type wines). Their reds are only aged for 9 months according to our tour guide, which to my mind explains why their Pinot Noir was very very weak. In my humble opinion their Pinot Noir was best used in the Rose, which was totally dry. They are trying to age their reds longer, i.e. over a year, but we were told that their inventory turns over too fast. 

That last line irks me somewhat. Their location, not their wines, is their saving grace. They get a lot of tourist traffic, and they have two tasting bars to accommodate the crowds. (One of them is in their barrel room, sounds familiar?) 

I have to say that I'm with Michelle, I don't know what relevance the rarity of the bottling machine has to the average winery customer. It seems more important to me that they are able to bottle when the winemaker wants to! The one neat part of their bottling machine was that it can do screw caps as well as corks, but it lacked the turntable on the finished end. According to our tour guide they only put one person on the finished end, which may be why they can't bottle as fast as the machine's potential. The tour guide said that the person on the finished end also has to staple the case boxes shut. Without help, a turntable, and having to staple the case boxes, I can understand the hold up. Still 1440 under those circumstances is pretty good.

The picture that Michelle took of the cardboard insert must be expounded upon. It's simply ingenious. I know from my time behind the bar that people don't want to put two bottles in one bag. Some wineshop workers prefer to put two bottles in the three bottle box and then put the glasses in one of the wine bottle slots. It's a waste of a box. What Newport does is take the inserts from the wine glass cases and simply cuts them into the X's you see above. Then you insert the X into the bag. One bottle of wine on each end, and the glasses on either side. Whala!  A no-cost option to keep the bottles from banging around in the bag.

Greenvale Vineyards:
What Michelle didn't tell you about the person doing our tasting is she was a Navy wife as well. In fact, it appears she's the wife of one of my instructors up here. Small world. 

The synergy of wineries exists up here as well. We were told that Greenvale uses Newport's facilities to bottle and to process the grapes after harvest. 

Greenvale is a small winery. Twenty-four acres under vine, 20 whites, 4 reds. They bottle ~3500 cases a year. They're located near the water and have to endure high humidity summers, sounds familiar. Their winemaker left Williamsburg Winery in the early 90's, and the estate has been in the current family for five generations.

They do two Chardonnays. The first is with their "young vines," which are 18 years old. It has a very fruity taste to it. The second is with their older vines, which are upwards of 30 years old, or so we were told. Their Pinot Gris was very delicate. I'm not sure why, but it wasn't as fruity as Newport's. We were told that their Pinot Gris vines are very young, so that may have something to do with it. Their Cab Franc, and Lord knows I'm not a fan of Cab Franc, was very clean. It lacked the earthiness I tasted in VA Cab Francs. Perhaps that is a climate thing. I don't think Cab Franc fans would like this one because, like Newport's Pinot Noir, it was weak. Unlike Newport's Pinot Noir, the Greenvale Cab Franc was ~25% Merlot, which gave it a pleasant color and more body. Overall, I liked it because it didn't taste like the Cab Franc's I've come to know.

What will be interesting is the Petit Verdot that Sakonnet Vineyards supposedly does. I can't imagine that it will hold a candle to Bill's Petit Verdot. I can't see how it can be as full-bodied given what we have seen of the reds here so far.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Irish eyes are smiling

St. Paddy's day is here. The locals go nuts for it. I'm guessing the proximity to Boston may have something to do with it.  Our local brewery got into the act as well. They added two beers: Lucky Lager and Irish Red Ale. The Lucky Lager, as you may have already guessed is green. 
The beers were very tasty, but the picture had an odd familiarity to it. That's when Michelle said, "our entertainment center." I do believe she has a point. What do you think?

Friday, March 14, 2008

Squirrel Feeders & The Joy They Bring

Back in Virginia Errol the squirrel gave us a lot of joy.  He was a HUGE squirrel that was quite bold.  But not obnoxious.  Sadly we had to leave Errol the squirrel behind.  But we seem to have found one of his little cousins up here in Rhode Island.  We set our squirrel feeder out right next to our back door just today and he arrived.  Peeking in at us.  Bold as can be.  As if to ask who are my gracious benefactors?  We've named him Flynn.  Phil you should be pleased he was very polite before he feasted.  He removed his Red Sox ball cap before chowing down on the good eats.  Sadly we didn't get any good pictures.  Maybe next time.
-Michelle

Thursday, March 13, 2008

No wine yet...



A recent emailer from Westmoreland County VA asked if we had opened the bottle of Rosato yet. 

I have to be totally honest and say no. We simply have been engrossed in the offerings from the Coddington Brewery. They sell beer in what is known as a "growler." Sixty-four ounces of micro-brewed goodness. We've been engrossed in their Austrian Lager.

The Rosato is a reward for when we've gotten ourselves set up and mostly unpacked. That and Michelle is determined to share with some friends we have here in Newport. I can't say as I blame her. Rosato demands to be shared!

I'd like to take this opportunity to point out that you can post your observations or barbs by clicking on the comment link below.

Coming home

Home is a concept most people have got the hang of. When you've lived in five states and have moved nine times in less than 15 years of marriage, the meaning of "home" becomes blurred. Michelle came by a key holder that reads, "Home is where the Navy sends you." This is as good a definition as any. We've had the pleasure of calling several locals "home."

So it's no surprise that upon seeing and then crossing the Newport Bridge, in its full nighttime lighted glory, it was like coming home again. Even the drive to the new house was eerily similar to the drive to the house where we lived almost 8 years ago. The only real difference was turning two blocks early! Good memories came rushing in like the tide.

One thing that we didn't remember was the hospitality of this area. I assumed we were moving to the Northeast, where politeness is a rare commodity. We were happily surprised when the housing agent provided us with service that can be described as no less than outstanding. The mailman even introduced himself. We've had excellent service at both Aquidneck institutions the Coddington Brewery and the Newport Cremery. This hospitality has gone a long way in making us feel like we're home, again.

Apologies to Maria

We chose the slang name for the Rosato Di Sangiovese as our blog address. It is not meant to be derogatory. Just the opposite. Indeed, the first bottle of wine that will be opened in our new home will be the Rosato Di Sangiovese 2006!

Parting is such sweet sorrow

I don't like to get "mushy," but I wanted to take this opportunity to thank the "Ingleside family" for making the last couple of years great ones. The professional side of my Dahlgren tour was not as satisfying as I had hoped. That didn't matter as much as it normally would have. I was able to make friends (Through Michelle; there's a reason why I keep her around. Why she keeps me around is beyond me.), learn a little about wine, and generally had a lot of fun. 

Thank you all for the great experience.

-Jim

A Peek At Us

Virginia
Two really cool froods who always know where their towels are.