When the first Sauvignon Blancs came out nobody wanted them. (We were all drinking Almaden Mountain Chablis by the half-gallon back then.) Then a little-known genius by the name of Robert Mondavi came out with a name which struck people’s fancy, had cachet. “Mondavi Fume Blanc”. Sauvignon Blanc had arrived, and in style.
So I did the obligatory research into the name “Margarita”, and found quite an array of legends. Was it named after Rita Hayworth, or after the German ambassador to Mexico’s daughter, or several other notable and wealthy Margarets, or a Ziegfield Follies dancer who was allergic to all alcohol except tequila?
The poppies are bright orange at the side of the road, mustard is in full bloom in the vineyards, fruit trees are buzzing with bees and the arrival of Alaskan Halibut to Scott’s Seafood on the River is imminent.
I don’t like the things, never cared for them. I like sparkling wine, I like orange juice but I don’t get why you would waste a perfectly good sparkling wine by adding orange juice. Vitamin C with a buzz?
OK, so you’ve never tried a raw oyster. Well it’s high time you tasted one! You are missing one of the most transporting experiences a person can have.
What a weird name for a dessert. It’s not a pudding, it’s kinda like a sundae, could be a parfait, but it is its own thing and so demands its own category.
Part three in a series marking Scott’s 26th anniversary…
Part deux in a series marking Scott’s 26th anniversary…
October 31 is the 26th anniversary of our first Scott’s Seafood Grill and Bar in Loehmann’s Plaza, Sacramento.