

This is a quote from Richard Olney in his sometimes wonderful, sometimes crazy autobiography, "Reflexions".
I could not eat dry! was his excuse when caught drinking wine at lunch in New York whilst working at a bookstore. I guess it worked as
they never bothered him again and continued to drink wine whilst on the job, as they saw it...
And it does sometimes amaze me that we don't spend more time thinking about wine and how great it is with food and how great food is with wine.
Last night I made up a kind of impromptu dinner of pasta with some beet greens I had cooked with garlic the day before, some pork confit that I had way in the back of my fridge and made long ago (too long ago to mention here and not worry everyone, (anyone out there?), be sick with worry that I would keel over, but no I am still alive and feeling great). I sprinkled it with a little parmesan and a bit of lemon juice. It was very simple and delicious in the way that hunger and whatever you have in the fridge can often be.
The beet greens were wonderfully earthy and healthy tasting, especially the broth which I slurped down first thinking it was too much liquid for the pasta and the little nuggets of the browned, sweetish, salty and nutty pork confit.
But after a just few bites I knew it all needed something: wine. I had just bought a bottle of Matthieu Baudry Cuvvee Clasique 2007. It's from Chinon in the Loire Valley in France. The wine is just delicious fruity berries strawberries and raspberries but with this earthy quality that I love about cabernet franc from here.
And I'm not saying that it was the perfect match but it was so much infinitely better than eating or drinking one without the other.