The Long Island wine region is profoundly saddened by the passing of two of our very dear colleagues over the past week. Just days after hearing that Ann Marie Borghese quietly lost her courageous battle with cancer, we learned of the sudden loss of her husband, Marco Borghese, in a tragic car accident.
If you asked Jim Waters, he’d never agree that he can spin a silk purse from a sow’s ear; what he might say is that the collective efforts of good, hardworking vineyard managers and winemakers make for many happy surprises in the sometimes nail-biter vintages of eastern Long Island.
The joy of dining in a farm field under a big moon.
Kareem Massoud is the East End’s evangelist of screw caps on wine.
Forty years ago a car ride down the Main Road on the North Fork meant something quite different than it does today. The landscape was still agriculture, broken at intervals by small towns. But it didn’t mean wine country: there were no tasting rooms nor grape vines to the horizon.
Follow our ringside view of Long Island Wine Country with our first e-book.
’Tis the season of pendulous muskmelons, bruise-prone tomatoes, over-ripe plums. These sun-soaked treasures are never sweeter or juicier than now, when farmers pull them from sun-soaked fields that prod plants to swell fruit.
Long Island is making it into international markets.
From Greenport, tastes of the Loire Valley.
