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Brian Duncan
Wine Director 
Brian
Duncan prefers the term wine director to sommelier. "Our approach
to wine education and food and wine pairings is one of discovery." |
With a philosophy that wine should be enjoyable and accessible, Duncan
relies on tastings. Instead of asking lots of questions to guess what
wines people enjoy, hed rather bring a few bottles around and
garner a guests direct reaction to different varietals. "If
guests arent comfortable describing their likes and dislikes,
they should be able to taste various wines to find their comfort zones
so that I can find pairings theyll really enjoy." |
Each of BIN 36's menu items is coupled with several choices that have
whimsical descriptions. "I try to give an idea of what flavors
and sensations each wine provides, without using austere or technical
terminology. It makes wine understandable, and it allows guests to
make discoveries."
Recently, Duncan has started to work with selected winemakers who
share his exacting quality standards to create exceptional wines exclusively
for BIN 36. "Its a unique experience for our guests,"
he says. "It helps them understand that there are people behind
the process, people who are out there with their hands in the soil.
These winemakers have stories, and I like to bring that to the table."
Click here
for his latest creation!
frontdesk, Metropolitan Luxury - July/August 2001 - "The New
Crop" by Jorge Just |
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| TRAVELOGUE from
ITALY |
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| Wine Director Brian Duncan's whirlwind
wine tour of Italy inspired us to share with you part of his travelog
and great Italian wine finds. Enjoy... |
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| I felt like a vigorously shaken bottle
of spirited Champagne ready to burst through a firmly lodged cork.
My ultimate destination was Verona, Italy for the annual Vinitalia
wine festival, but my trip began in the magical city of Venice.
 Venice
makes you smile without even trying |
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| After taking in the visual smorgasbord of architecture,
art, glass, water bus rides, churches and, yes, of course, shoes,
I was off to sample my way through the local culinary treasures
such as cuttle fish bathed in swarthy black squid ink served
over a bed of polenta cakes. |
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| This dish is a local specialty, and
rightfully so, given the way it walks the sumptuous line between
the savory richness of the sauce and the natural sweetness of the
fresh and tender squid. I was looking forward to diving into glass
after glass of Barolo, Barbaresco, Barbera, Brunello, Amarone...
What I was not prepared for was discovering the allure of the white
wines from Friuli and Piemonte. There is an amazing purity of fruit
and concentration of flavor in many of these wines. The Livio
Felluga "Terre Alte" is a testament to the versatility
of these wines with a variety of foods. This wine is a skillfully
blended combination of Tocai Fruilano, Sauvignon Blanc and Pinot
Bianco. It drinks beautifully alone, but when paired one evening
with a first course of perfectly poached baby sole filets lightly
drizzled with basil-infused olive oil, I proceeded to sob uncontrollably,
and was politely asked to maintain my composure, for there were
yet four more courses to follow. I feared by the end of my meal
I would be emotionally bankrupt. You see, the beauty of the cooking
here is the shameless devotion to fresh seasonal, local ingredients,
and the simplicity of the preparations. |
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It is the last day of my journey. My destination
is the Villa Monteleone in Valpolicella, in the Veneto
region of Italy. The House and cellar that occupies the
estate was built in the 1700's and retains its antique
charm. More charming however are the Matriarch, Lucia
Raimondi, her daughter, Claudia, and son-in-law, Francois.
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| They received my traveling companions and me with
the kind of warmth usually reserved for next of kin. Our lunch
there was as sumptuous and memorable as any meal I've ever eaten.
The theme continued: simple, fresh, local ingredients prepared
by skillful loving hands. I am still craving the arugula salad
tossed with diced pears and toasted pinenuts in a simple vinaigrette,
as well as the mixed-grill of chicken, pork and beef served
family-style. All very straightforward, yet unforgettable. Hospitality
is everything. I offered my availability for adoption and my
bags are packed for instant departure. Their wines were perfect
matches to this irresistible banquet. The Valpolicella and Amarones
are testament to their dedication to optimum quality. |
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| We were served not one, but two courses
of local cured meats and sausages, followed by a fresh spring sweet
pea soup that sang to me as I wept once again. It was also here that
I became aware that even though I had eaten risotto on many occasions,
this was truly the first time I understood what it really should be.
The main course was a slowly braised pork shank that was so succulent
and tender that I all but forgot my predicament, considering that
it might be some time before I would consume such a banquet so lovingly
prepared. See, that's exactly the point. It is nothing short of pure
unadulterated passion. It was right there in front of me. It was in
the food, the wine, the art, the architecture, the people and even
the 120 cheeses they offered. It wasn't 120 cheeses for the sheer
sake of quantity, but because someone there celebrated the bounty
and the skill of the artisans who nurture and produce them. |
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| The Last Supper-
"Il Pompiere"
It is amazing, or maybe shameful, that after consuming such a criminally
sinful lunch, I would even admit to the dinner that followed that
very evening. First of all, one of my hosts was a native of Verona.
I point out this small detail only because she was more than happy
to point out some of the customs peculiar to the local chefs. For
instance, if you were unable to completely devour the offerings
placed before you, the chef would begin to circle nervously around
the table and ultimately inquire if something might be wrong. I
got the message loud and clear. So as not to offend, I attempted
to avoid any controversy by slowly consuming course after course
to the point of slight discomfort about the waistline. I realize
you are probably incapable of mustering an ounce of empathy for
my demise, especially when I have to admit this was possibly the
sweetest of pains I have yet to endure.
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| I encourage you to come and explore and discover
the passion in the wine I brought back to BIN 36. Experience
for yourself the care of the winemakers and their families
who have devoted their time and care to offer the finest expressions
their land has to offer. Cheers!
~Brian Duncan, Wine Director |
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