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Small Bites: This week’s restaurant news

Party like it’s harvest time
Monticello, the home of our own “first foodie,” serves as the pastoral background for the sixth annual Heritage Harvest Festival on Friday, September 14 and Saturday, September 15. You and your family will learn—with all your senses—about the gifts of our local soils and the hardworking people who grow them. More than 60 workshops on everything from seed saving to cider making will be offered over the two days, and samples abound. See heritageharvestfestival.com/schedule/ for a full schedule. General admission tickets cover Saturday’s programming and cost $10 in advance and $15 at the door for adults ($8 for kids either way). Friday’s workshops cost $10-15 each.

Bread topped with a cause
Grabbing a meal at Mellow Mushroom is always a good idea, and especially so during the month of September since the restaurant’s donating $1 of every bruschetta appetizer ordered to Share Our Strength’s No Kid Hungry campaign. The program, in its fifth year, has raised more than $4 million to help feed the 16 million children living with hunger in America.

Bringing in 2012
Another vintage of Virginia wine to enjoy is surely something to celebrate. King Family Vineyards’ annual Harvest Dinner on Thursday, September 20 shares the reward of toil at 6pm with wine and passed appetizers, followed by a family-style meal prepared by A Pimento Catering. The menu reads like a moveable, seasonable feast of our area’s best producers, like Bellair Farm, Everona Dairy, Free Union Grass Farm, Planet Earth Diversified, and Radical Roots. Tickets are $95 per person ($85 for Wine Club members) and seating is limited, so make your reservation at 823-7800.

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Fruit of the vine: Wine events for the week of September 10

Afton Mountain
Afton Mountain After Hours
Saturday, September 22: Dallas Wesley and Band (6-9pm)
(540) 456-8667
www.aftonmountainvineyards.com

Barboursville Vineyard
Italian Harvest Feast
Saturday, September 22 at 1pm: Enjoy a traditional five course feast paired with Barboursville wines, prepared by Guest Chefs Cesare Lanfranconi, formerly of Washington’s Café Milano, Tosca, and Spezie, and Shannon Overmiller of The Majestic in Alexandria. $95 per person all-inclusive. Reservations required.
(540) 832-7848
www.barboursvillewine.com

Cardinal Point
November 10-11: Ninth annual Oyster Roast
Oysters will be served raw, steamed, fried, and stewed.
Live music and plenty of oysters from our friends at Rappahannock River Oyster Co.!
Saturday music: The Cashmere Jungle Lords (surfabilly rock at its best)
Sunday music: The Atkinsons (roots rock from Richmond). Cover Charge: $8 per person in advance, $10 per person at the door; $5 for Case Club members; kids under 18 admitted free.
(Cover charge includes a wine glass and free wine tasting; it does NOT include wine to fill your glass or oysters).
Advance Tickets on Sale starting October 1, noon-5pm each day.
(540) 456-8400
cardinalpointwinery.com

Delfosse Vineyards
Harvest Tour
Bud Break Vineyard Tour on September 15, with tours at noon and 2pm.You are invited to join us at the winery for a tour of the vineyard led by our vineyard manager, Grayson Poats. After the tour, enjoy a classic tasting. Keep your glass as a souvenir! We will have cheese plates available if you would like to hang out in our tasting room or outdoor plaza area. This event is FREE for Wine Club members. Non-members $12.50 per person.
263-6100
www.delfossewine.com

Glass House Winery
All BELOW MUSIC EVENTS ARE 6:15-9pm
Friday, September 14: Paulo Franco and Turtle Zwadlo
Friday, September 21: Beleza Brasil
Sunday, September 23: Stephanie Nakasian and Hod O’Brien (2-5pm)
Friday, September 28: Pat Craig
975-0094
glasshousewinery.com

Keswick Vineyard
Saturday, September 15: Fluvanna SPCA Fundraiser (noon-3pm)
The Fluvanna SPCA will be holding its 4th Annual Wine Tasting Fundraiser at Keswick Vineyards. The event will feature a wine tasting of Keswick Vineyards wines, a refreshment bar and a silent auction. Volunteers will be on hand to answer questions about the SPCA. Tickets are $15 in advance and $20 at the door. All proceeds from the event benefit animal care at the SPCA. Tickets can be purchased at FSPCA or online at www.fspca.org.
244-3341
keswickvineyards.com

Mountfair Vineyard
September 15: Music on the Patio with Ashley McMillen (2-5pm)
Open for complimentary tastings Fri-Sun. Noon-5pm or by appointment.
4875 Fox Mountain Rd., Crozet
823-7605
mountfair.com

Stinson Vineyard
823-7300
www.stinsonvineyards.com

Trump Vineyards
Third Thursdays: September 20
Enjoy FREE live music in the Tasting Room from 5:30-7pm on the third Thursday of every month.
Can’t make Third Thursday? Trump’s Tasting Room is open seven days a week! Come out and taste our award-winning wines at your liesure.
Tasting Room Hours: Sunday-Friday 11am-6pm, Saturday 11am-8pm
3550 Blenheim Rd.
984-4855
trumpwinery.com

White Hall Vineyards
White Hall Vineyards is open for tours and tastings, Wednesdays through Sundays from 11am-5pm.
5282 Sugar Ridge Rd., Crozet
823-8615
whitehallvineyards.com

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Rhône’s white wines are as worthy as its reds

Behind every good man is a good woman—and behind every good red wine is a good white one. From the precipitous slopes of Côte-Rôtie to the stone-stacked soils of Châteauneuf-du-Pape (and many of the 150 miles in between), southeastern France’s Rhône Valley produces red wines deserving of adulation. Though standing in their long-cast shadows are winsome whites (and their New World counterparts) deserving of some attention, especially in this trans-season when cicadas sing their swan song and we prepare to move from seaside to fireside.

The Rhône Valley runs from Vienne (just south of Lyon), where the Rhône River widens, to Avignon, where the river passes through before washing into the Mediterranean sea. The region’s neatly divided into Northern Rhône and Southern Rhône with the town of Valence serving as its Mason-Dixon line. About 91 percent of the wine produced in the Rhône Valley is red, the vast majority of it coming from the South. Rosé accounts for about 6 percent of the remainder (Tavel, that unusually dry and robust rosé, falls within Rhône territory), so white claims a trifling 3 percent of this region’s more than 400 million-bottle annual production.

With 22 government-approved varietals permitted for use in Rhône Valley wines, blends can get complicated and mighty difficult to recall. For simplicity’s sake, the white wines made in Northern Rhône are either a blend of Marsanne and Roussanne in St. Joseph, Hermitage, and Crozes-Hermitage, or 100 percent Viognier in Condrieu and Château-Grillet.

More on Marsanne and Roussanne later, because it’s the Viognier from these tiny (Condrieu spans 250 acres) and miniscule (Château-Grillet covers a whopping 8.6 acres) appellations that set an almost unattainable standard for anyone else growing the grape. Ravishingly voluptuous with the glycerine mouthfeel of a fresh fig, yet the acidity of perfect peach, Northern Rhône Viognier dazzles with every sip, leaving throngs of lovers in the wake of its equally voluminous $50-plus price tag.

More affordable, though admittedly less thrilling, are the blends in which the dependably fruity Marsanne sets the stage for the more aromatic Roussanne, who elegantly swoops in, leaving traces of her perfume everywhere she lands.

Down South, blends prevail with Grenache Blanc, Clairette, Bourboulenc, Picardan, Picpoul, and Ugni Blanc joining the Northern trio. These stand among the 13 allowable grapes in Châteauneuf-du-Pape, and this region known for its strapping reds also produces a version in white (though it’s only 5 percent of production). With a surprising purity given the area’s steadfast sunshine, Châteauneuf-du-Pape Blanc’s a novel wine to try, but one, perhaps, less befitting of its $25-40 tariff.

You’d be better off spending $20 extra for the red, or sticking with the $15 and under Côtes-du-Rhône Blanc. A mutt of a wine (and genetically superior for it), this basic bottling, whatever its dominant grape, will humor a large crowd eating a wide range of foods. Bigger-boned than Sauvignon Blanc, but decidedly less dowdy than Chardonnay, Côtes-du-Rhône Blanc effortlessly bridges that tricky chasm that can turn a partisan partygoer poopy. Soft flavors of ripe pear, cantaloupe, and hazelnuts are laced with minerals and accented with the brightness of citrus peel, jasmine, and ginger. A nice change from Sauvignon Blanc’s one-dimensional gooseberry and Chardonnay’s apple butter on toast.

While it’s certainly worth seeking out Rhône Valley whites from their native habitat, a group of 200 American wineries, dubbed the Rhône Rangers, dedicate themselves to the promoting and producing Rhône-style wines stateside. (To qualify, a wine must contain at least 75 percent of one or more of the 22 allowable varietals.) California leads the pack with about a quarter of its acreage planted with Rhône Valley grapes. Here in Virginia, nearly half of our 200-plus wineries grow Viognier (it is, after all, our state’s official grape) and Tarara Winery has experimented with Roussanne in hot and dry years (the grape’s prone to downy mildew and botrytis). The Painted White blend from Blenheim Vineyards contains usually 10-15 percent of both Marsanne and Roussanne (with Viognier fleshing out the rest) and winemaker Kirsty Harmon hopes to make a stand-alone Roussanne this year.

Focusing on the whites of Rhône leaves the bulk of the region’s wine untasted, but its sultry reds will get their comeuppance when the weather takes its chilly turn. Until then, gently usher out summer with a glass of white that holds its own—and then some.

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Why are we already drinking Octoberfest beers?

Ah, Fall: crunching leaves, jeans and hoodies, the melody of Auld Lang Syne playing after a touchdown, and the warming smell of spices in the season’s savory food and drinks. Contrast that with the sweltering, soggy, drawn-out dog days of summer  and you’ve got two pretty different headspaces.

This was the source of my shock when, in early August, I saw pallets of Octoberfest beer on the grocery store floor. Not long after, even specialty beer stores were stocking up with everyone’s favorite pumpkin-flavored fall libations. I’ve gotten accustomed to Halloween candy showing up at back-to-school time, and even Santa Claus in October, but this was too much.

I shared my surprise with friends, and was glad to see so many shared my ‘not yet!’ sentiment. I am equally interested in reading the comments on this post to see what readers have to say. It’s possible that I’m just a stickler on this, and that for others the excitement for fall results in a long transition and an early start. From a brewery’s perspective, I understand the incentives behind getting the product out early: being first to market, subsequently locking down shelf space and consumer loyalty, and extending the otherwise tight season for selling a particular brand. There’s also consideration to be made for the Octoberfest beers, which, as lagers, take much more time to produce. On the other side, as someone who works for a farm, it’s hard to digest pumpkin beer so long before pumpkins are even ripe. In a craft market, it feels like those types of things should line up.

However, now that Labor Day is behind us, and this weekend shows some potential lows in the 50’s (please!) it feels a little more sane to begin approaching some of those wonderful fall seasonal beers. They are, after all, my favorite seasonal beers. I checked into Beer Run to see what they had on the shelf, and brought home a few to explore:

Brooklyn Octoberfest:

Pours a nice, amber color with a thin white head. Nice malt biscuity flavors, but not much in the way of sweetness. Clean and very easy-drinking.

Flying Dog Dogtoberfest Marzen: 

This one also pours the typical amber color, but a little darker and also clearer than the Brooklyn. More hop presence on the nose, with subtle a slightly bready taste and a slightly sticky sweet finish. At 5.5% ABV, both Octoberfest beers could be easily hoisted by the steinfull!

Smuttynose Pumpkin Ale: 

Major pumpkin nose: smells like gutting pumpkins for carving! The first sip pulls a 180, and it’s a punch in the mouth from the spice cabinet. This is exactly what most people are looking for in a pumpkin beer. Pumpkin essence, cinnamon/nutmeg spice, and not cloyingly sweet.

Shipyard Smashed Pumpkin Ale:

This one is the bad boy of the bunch. Not only is the 20 oz. bottle much bigger, but the alcohol is a heftier 9% ABV. This beer smells more like pie filling than gourd, and the toasty, crusty malt flavors join spices to complete the pumpkin pie effect. This is not a session beer, but it is a home run in the ‘feels like fall’ department.

I look forward to seeing how many more of these fall seasonals appear at the Top of the Hops Beer Festival, which takes place on September 22 at the Ntelos Wireless Pavilion. 

Lastly, a quick update on our progress at Champion Brewing Company: We are beginning to wrap up some of the final construction in the back of the brewhouse, although it would be hard to believe if you went by today. Tanks are coming to us from California the beginning of next week, so we will be making beer by the end of the month. That gets me very, very excited. Cheers!

 

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Fig out! Savory and sweet is this feast-worthy fruit

Fresh figs, worshipped by cultures worldwide since 4000BC, are proof that there’s a higher being. Looks deceive, until rough skin the color of a bruise gives way to a shiny geode-like interior. Figs’ texture is anything but structural though—they quiver when you cut them and their delicate seeds crunch ever so slightly between your teeth. Their flavor—musky, floral, and honeyed—lends them to both sweet and savory preparations, but who’s got that kind of willpower? These restaurants resist the urge to eat them all as is, instead working them into creations so delightful that you’ll dance a figgy jig.

While the fig and raspberry tarts at Albemarle Baking Company look mighty tempting, the focaccia with roasted onion, sliced fresh figs, rosemary, and parmigiano wins for versatility. Pair a generous slice with greens topped with crumbled Caromont chevre and you’ve got a gourmet meal.

At tavola, figs get back to their Italian roots in a salad that serves them, lightly grilled, over baby arugula dressed with a vincotto vinaigrette. A triangle of pleasantly piquant gorgonzola completes the flavor explosion.

After a lovely meal made from all things local at Brookville Restaurant, heed the call of your sweet tooth with warm, sautéed figs topped with fluffy whipped cream and a drizzle of honey.

Cheese and figs make a divine union, so C&O Restaurant adorns an artisanal cheese plate with them, letting you decide how best to get them both in your mouth at the same time.

Since the two fig trees on the property of The Clifton Inn only produce so much, the sap from the leaves gets used too. In an intriguing dessert that plays up the fig’s spicy side, vanilla custard gets infused with fig leaf sap then topped with fresh figs and black pepper.

Fly by fruit
Much of the fig’s appeal is its fleeting season. Snooze through the Saturday markets in September and you’ll miss it. Even if you do make it, only the early birds get the figs, and a perfectly ripe fig waits for no one. The sweetest aren’t always the prettiest though. Look for ones that are slightly wrinkled (but still plump), with a slight bend to the stem. Avoid any that are shrunken, too squishy, moldy, or oozing sap or a milky liquid. If you do discover an inferior fig or two in the pint you’ve brought home, mash them up with olive oil, salt, and pepper for a spread for sandwiches, bruschette, or even pizza.

Get figgy with it
To treat every taste bud on your tongue, head to Feast! for a half pint of Bending Oaks Farm figs, a wedge of your favorite blue cheese, some marcona almonds, and thinly sliced Olli prosciutto.

Cut the stem off the figs, slice an ‘X’ about halfway down, then stuff in a ball of blue cheese studded with a Marcona almond. Wrap the figs in a small slice of prosciutto and then place them in an oven-safe dish under the broiler until the cheese melts slightly and the prosciutto crisps. Devour immediately with your eyes closed.

Freaky flower
As if figs could be any more extraordinary, they’re fascinating botanically speaking too. The edible fruit is actually an inverted flower with dozens of unopened blooms lining its inner wall. Some fig varieties are self-pollinating, while others rely on fig wasps to help those miniscule flowers produce the hundreds of seeds that we recognize as the fruit’s flesh.

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Small Bites: This week’s restaurant news

Moving haus
The transformation of the Random Row and Sweethaus building into a Marriott is in the offing, but fear not, cupcake-lovers. Tara Koenig’s moving her halcyon days-inspired sweets shop to the old Charlottesville Tire space at 843 W. Main St. It’s bigger (3,000 square feet to be exact!) and better (a new HVAC system will keep all that buttercream firm) and officially opening Wednesday, September 5, with a treat- and activity-filled 1st anniversary party on Monday, September 10th that will keep the kids (and the kid in you) in mind.

A river (of beer) runs through it
Our associations with beer and the James River are likely the cans we drink while floating down it. Now, that beer can be a local one enjoyed while overlooking the river from downtown Scottsville. The James River Brewing Company officially opened this past weekend with six beers on tap. The opening lineup consists of brewmaster Dustin Caster’s core four (a kolsch, an Irish wheat ale, an English southern bitter, and a British IPA), a seasonal, and his first reserve, Green-Eyed Lady—a Belgian strong ale brewed with pistachios. Who needs bar nuts when you can have ’em in your beer?

We knew him when
One of America’s rising star chefs, Jeremiah Langhorne, graduated from Albemarle High School a mere eight years ago and is returning to Charlottesville to cook a forage-themed dinner at The Clifton Inn on Wednesday, September 12. The 26-year-old got to know Clifton’s Executive Chef Tucker Yoder when they were both cooking at OXO. Now, Langhorne holds the impressive title of chef de cuisine at McCrady’s, the restaurant that, along with Husk, helped put Charleston and James Beard Award-winning Executive Chef Sean Brock on the culinary map. The cost for the seven-course dinner is $75 and one that you won’t want to miss. Call 971-1800 for reservations.

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My other kitchen: Chef Chris Humphrey’s common ground

Restaurant people know that the best way to avoid passing your spouse like a ship in the night is to marry another restaurant person—double points if she works in the same restaurant. Rapture’s Executive Chef Chris Humphrey and longtime waitress, Sarah, tied the knot last fall and now see one another at work six days a week and at their 100-year-old Fry’s Spring home on their shared day off.

Chris loves cooking on those Tuesdays, roasting chicken in cooler months or making catfish tacos in the summer. While dinners after work each night are super simple (it’s usually 11pm), reconnecting over a drink while they cook pasta or make sandwiches has become a ritual they relish.

The large country kitchen’s gas range had never been used when they bought the house a year and a half ago, and along with a skylight that floods the kitchen with natural light, it served as a big selling point.

With Sarah’s passion for baking, counter space is at a premium (her Kitchenaid and convection oven commandeer it), though that’s a small concession for Chris, who loves her peanut butter pie.

Having separate strengths in the kitchen meant that their equipment happily united too, leaving them fully-stocked and wanting for nothing: “Apart from maybe a fancy blender,” said Chris.

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The excitable wines of Etna: White and red from Sicily’s volcanic slopes

Most of what Americans know about Sicily—mafia, garlic-laden red sauce, and the ba-da-bing wines that go with both—we learned from Godfathers I through III. Which is to say that we know nothing at all. This island, which stood as the Mediterranean port of call for wine as unfathomably early as 500 B.C., is experiencing a wine renaissance by way of progressive winemakers committed to resurrecting indigenous varietals and winemaking traditions on ancient terroir. The new takes are restrained, riveting, and unlikely to have ever filled Michael Corleone’s glass.

Resembling a grape cluster poised for a swift kick off the toe of Italy’s high-heeled boot, Sicily’s the country’s largest region and one of its largest wine-producing regions. Marsala—the fortified dessert wine that tastes of rum-soaked raisins—is to blame for Sicilian wine’s poor reputation prior to this recent revival. Even after the world caught on that Marsala’s better in a mushroom sauce over lightly sautéed veal cutlets, Sicily went about making big and blousy whites with Catarratto (one of the grapes in Marsala) and Chardonnay and banal and baggy reds with Nero d’Avola, Cabernet Sauvignon, and Syrah. All permutations were forgettable, and unfortunately, the only options until about 1990.

By then, the other two white grapes that made Marsala—Grillo and Inzolia—were being vinified dry with successful versions tasting grassy, fresh, and almondy. On the red side, producers began finessing Nero d’Avola’s wallop with Frappato, a fragrant little number from Vittoria. And because vineyards no longer needed to be close to the sea from which they ship, producers began to grow grapes away from the sun-baked coast and on the island’s lusher, hillier terrain. Irrigation, an utter necessity in the western regions where North African winds evaporate any trace of moisture, isn’t needed inland. Cool Apennine breezes help to retain the grapes’ acidity and aromatics—a duo hard come by in hot-climate wines.

The Sicilian terroir that’s perhaps the most interesting of all is along the slopes of Europe’s highest active volcano, Mount Etna. Towering 11,000′ on Sicily’s northeastern coast, Etna’s rich and sandy soils are home to vines that grow up 1,000′ to 6,500′ from its base. They are trained in the albarello manner—like freestanding bushes. And because phylloxera, that pesky louse that annihilated Europe’s vineyards in the late 1800s, can’t move through sand, many of the vines are more than 100 years old, still sporting their original gnarly-looking rootstock. The poverty and general lack of industry that followed both World Wars left these vines, dangerous and laborious to access, untended until just 20 years ago.

It’s a grape called Carricante that comprises the majority of Etna’s white wine production, or Etna Bianco. Taut and exuberant in its youth, Carricante gains an edginess with age that’s reminiscent of an older Riesling’s tendency towards the smoky, the waxy, and the otherworldly. It’s not at all surprising that a wine made from grapes grown beneath a volcano still spewing ash and molten lava would possess an inexplicable trait or two, with no particular fruit asserting itself over the wine’s marked minerality. One palate’s apricot might be another’s green apple, but few would deny the prevalence of wet slate and stone in Etna Bianco. Together two grapes, Nerello Mascalese and the slightly stouter and more revered Nerello Cappuccio, make the region’s red wine, or Etna Rosso. It’s nimble and intense yet eminently likeable, especially with food—like Burgundy on a budget. The grapes, all the happier for their precarious conditions, thrive in soil that’s nutrient-deprived. Indeed, adversity builds character.

Top producers countrywide are staking claim on Etna’s ancient soil. Of course, with only about 5,000 viable acres, there’s only so much the area can grow. As is, these wines aren’t easy to find. I found no Etna Bianco on our retailers’ shelves and only one example of Etna Rosso (Tenuta Della Terre Nere) on the wine lists at Camino, Fry’s Spring Station, and tavola ($36-$45) and a 2008 at Tastings of Charlottesville ($52.95).

According to the United Nations, Mount Etna is one of 16 volcanoes in the world whose eruption would threaten lives and damage property. I can’t resist imagining that the wine made on its slopes gets its haunting distinctiveness from the recognition of its own mortality—living each day as if it’s its last. Overly poetic perhaps, but when put into mafia terms, it’s not that different to living with the fear of being whacked. Either way, life’s too short to drink boring wine, so ask your retailer for an Etna-grown choice next time you’re shopping.

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You had me at B… BLT, that is

The BLT, that divine triumvirate that defines the taste of summer, makes good use of the late season tomato whose flesh isn’t quite as taut as it used to be and whose juices need little coaxing before they’re dripping down your arms. These eight places have their own takes on this glorious sandwich that’s a whole lot greater than the sum of its parts.

Ask for a BLT at the Barbeque Exchange and you’ll need to decide between “chewy” and “crispy.” If you think it’s a no-brainer, think again. Chewy’s the only answer if you want Craig Hartman’s housemade red-eye bacon—pork belly dry-cured with a spicy, Shenandoah Joe coffee rub then hickory smoked for 18 hours.

Blue Moon Diner serves up the tasty trifecta on your choice of bread, with regular or artisan bacon, and a heaping of regular (or Old Bay-dusted sweet potato) fries. Or, get your fix in liquid form with the bacon-garnished BLTini.

You get two Bs for the very low price of one at Bodo’s Bagels, where the standard trio of ingredients is piled atop your bagel of choice.

At Boylan Heights, the B is thick-cut, the L is bibb, and the T can be classic sliced beefsteaks or fried green ones. A generous swipe of Hellmann’s seals the deal.

Catch the BLT when it’s on special at Calvino Café and you’ll be one happy luncher. Nueske’s bacon joins house-roasted tomatoes, arugula, and lemon aioli on Albemarle Baking Company’s pain au levain before hitting the grill.

There’s nothing fancy about the BLT at the Cavalier Diner and that’s precisely why we like it. It’s just crispy bacon, crunchy iceberg, ’mater slices, and mayo on white bread—plain and simple.

The late night menu at C&O offers a lily-gilded, open-faced version with smoky bacon, bibb lettuce, aioli, gruyère cheese, tomato, and a fried farm egg.

Toasted sourdough from Breadworks provides the foundation for Rapture’s BLT that’s built with house-cured and smoked Rock Barn bacon, green leaf lettuce, heirloom tomatoes, and roasted garlic aioli.

Rich sammy, poor sammy
When money’s no object, a BLT gets fancy when pancetta subs for bacon, lettuce is traded for arugula, a rainbow of heirlooms replace just red ones, and a spread of burrata (cream-injected mozzarella) stands in for mayo.

If you’re not exactly bringing home the bacon, skip the B and even the L. A straight up T can be divine as long as you toast your bread, salt and pepper your slices, and don’t skimp on the mayo.

Put up your Duke’s
Whether you consider Charlottesville Southern or not, our mayonnaise of choice certainly is. The Duke’s mayonnaise production facility relocated from Greenville, South Carolina to Richmond in 1929 (12 years after the company’s inception), and has everyone from top chefs to home cooks hooked on its distinctively tangy, no-sugar-added recipe ever since.

Pickin’ pig
The BLT’s America’s second favorite sammy losing out only to the humble ham.

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Virginia Craft Brewers Fest is a soggy success

Saturday, August 25th, was the inaugural Virginia Craft Brewers Fest, held on the grounds of Devils Backbone Brewing Company in nearby Nelson County. With over 22 participating breweries, Virginia’s craft beer surge has certainly earned itself its own day in the sun. Alas, that was not to be the literal case. After moving back into my remodeled home in the rain for six hours, I decided to clean up, dust off the rain gear, and head out to Roseland. Nearly halfway there, I remembered that there was a rainout date, so I called both Levi Duncan (Starr Hill) and Jason Oliver (Devils Backbone) to confirm it was on, heard that it was, and kept plugging.

We arrived to a busy scene of mud, trucks, tents, and happy people in ponchos. A tasting package got an attendee 10 tasting tickets, each redeemable for a 4 0z. sample. Having exhausted most of the offerings from local breweries on my own time, I tried to get around to other VA beers I haven’t had before. Some of the ones I sampled (alongside a fantastic Rock Barn Bratwurst) included the River Brewing Company’s ‘Peachicot‘ (sweet, syrupy and irresistable,) Hardywood Park‘s ‘Bourbon DIPA‘ (double IPA aged in Bowman’s whiskey barrels,) Port City Brewing‘s ‘Porter‘ (robust and fitting for the drizzle,) and O’Connor Brewing‘s ‘El Guapo‘ IPA (brewed with Agave.) I used my last ticket for a safe play, and went with one of my personal favorites, Blue Mountain Brewery‘s Dark Hollow (Bourbon barrel-aged stout.)

I also encountered a few folks from the world of wine, including Nick Dovel of Pollak Vineyards, and Jim Corcoran of  Corcoran Vineyards, and recently of Corcoran Brewing, Jim’s vineyard co-located nanobrewery.

Saturday’s hosts, Devils Backbone, took home the 2012 Brewer’s Cup (Best Overall) for their ‘Schwarzbier‘ (black lager.)

It was refreshing to see so many fans of Virginia Craft Beer enduring the rain, undaunted, and on a mission for more local goodness. Seeing this much enthusiasm behind a festival that only serves craft beers made in the Commonwealth makes me very excited to man my own booth next year.