The Wine Blog by Karen Shughart

I’ve always believed that it’s easier to write about what you know, which is why wine features so prominently in my Edmund DeCleryk mysteries. Like my husband and me, Ed, and his wife Annie, live in the northern Finger Lakes region of New York, the second largest wine producer in the U. S. Wine is very much part of the lifestyle here.

Our own wine journey began many years ago. Our kids were in college, our careers at their peak, and we came home each night exhausted. We made the transition from workday to evening by having a glass of wine (or sometimes for Lyle, a Scotch) before dinner.  We caught up, chatted about our day, and even when my husband traveled for business, we designated a time to call each other, evening drink in hand. Although now retired, we continue the tradition to this day.

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One weekend we were invited to a dinner party at some friends’ house. We were asked to bring a dish to share and a bottle of wine to pair with it. It was the genesis of a gourmet group that met quarterly for many years, rotating hosts. A specialist at a wine store helped us choose the wines to go with each course. We quickly learned that to enjoy wine is to slowly sip and savor it.

Some of us took a cruise together from San Francisco Bay, along rivers that led to the Napa, Sonoma and Carneros wine regions of California.  Each evening we’d dock and before dinner attend a wine education session. The next morning we’d board a bus that would take us to charming towns for vineyard tours, wine tastings and to explore galleries and shops.

One weekend Lyle and I traveled to the Finger Lakes; a short drive from where we lived in Pennsylvania. We were enchanted by the wineries and restaurants, the vibrant jazz scene, and postcard-picture beauty.  We purchased an 1890s cottage on Lake Ontario; after retirement, we decided to make it our permanent home.

We joined a wine club.  At a series of monthly classes at New York Kitchen in Canandaigua, we learned about regions around the world where wine is crafted and how terroir, the natural environment in which grapes are grown, results in differences in color, smell and taste of the same varietal.  We cleaned up our musty basement and created a wine cellar in what was once a cistern, dry as a bone with thick stone walls and floor and about 56 degrees year ‘round.

Over the years I’ve learned a lot about wine, and I write about it in my mysteries. It is, after all, part of the local lore, and an integral part of the culture. And just like Lyle and me, having a glass of wine at the end of the day is a way for Ed and Annie to unwind and share their stories.

6 thoughts on “The Wine Blog by Karen Shughart

  1. Loved the post, know little or nothing abut wine. Only two that I like, and seldom have the opportunity to drink them. Isn’t it wonderful we are all so different? As they say, “Variety is the spice of life.”

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  2. It’s wonderful you can incorporate something you love into your books. Myself, I don’t care for wine. It gives me headaches. But I love the notion of spending an evening sipping wine and enjoying good conversation. I do, however, have cran-grape juice in a wine glass every night with dinner. I just like unfermented grapes. 😉 Great post!!

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  3. What a wonderful post! The Finger Lakes has so much to offer — food, wine, natural beauty are all in abundance! I have been interested in trying out classes at New York Kitchen. Hopefully, this summer we will be able to. Corey and I can also relate to your love of wine. We tend to end our day with a glass or sometimes two:)

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  4. Wonderful article and close to my heart. We live on the other side of the country and love our wine. Living in San Jose, we are able to go to Napa within an hour or Santa Cruz in around 45-minutes. Wine is an integral part of our lives. We, too, have also taken classes. If only we had a basement we could convert into a wine cellar!

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