jamie goode's wine blog: A nice lunch with a sound Claret

Friday, December 19, 2008

A nice lunch with a sound Claret

Went into town today to lunch with my former boss at his club, the Athenaeum (pictured). We dined well on pheasant, washed down with a bottle of the house Bordeaux, Château d’Arche 2002. The wine committee there have chosen well: this is a really delicious Claret that's beautifully balanced with some Cabernet richness and a delicious earthy grip. [D'Arche is managed by the negociant house Mahler-Besse, who own Palmer, but I can't locate any UK stockists.]

It was nice to catch up. My ex-boss is a fan of Wittgenstein, and he gave me a quick tutorial on the mind/body problem. I think he must be appalled by my attempts to grapple with the nature of perception, and the way I fall for the Mereological fallacy (i.e. mistakenly stating that it is the brain that perceives, rather than the person).

After lunch I went shopping. We may be in the midst of a recession/depression but Oxford Street was heaving. I love shopping for some things (e.g. wine, technology bits, sports gear), but otherwise I really don't enjoy the shopping experience at all.

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6 Comments:

At 1:41 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

My ex-boss is a fan of Wittgenstein, and he gave me a quick tutorial on the mind/body problem. I think he must be appalled by my attempts to grapple with the nature of perception, and the way I fall for the Mereological fallacy (i.e. mistakenly stating that it is the brain that perceives, rather than the person).

That's Private Eye's next Pseuds Corner taken care of...

 
At 8:43 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Anonymous

Just because you do not understand the issues facing an expansive mind, don't critisize those that do.

 
At 11:14 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

It's the smug tone of it that grates, throwing this sort of thing onto a blog as if it's commonplace.

It is totally at odds with everything else on the blog, so it must have been done for a reason.

You obviously never read Pseuds Corner...

 
At 10:55 PM, Anonymous Doug said...

Surely, Monty Python's song tells us everything we need to know fundamentally about the deepest thought processes of the major philosophers... I'm sure they sing this at philosophy "symposiums".

Immanuel Kant was a real pissant
Who was very rarely stable

Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
Who could think you under the table

David Hume could out-consume
Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel

And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel

There's nothing Nietzche couldn't teach ya
'Bout the raising of the wrist
Socrates, himself, was permanently pissed

John Stuart Mill, of his own free will
On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill

Plato, they say, could stick it away
Half a crate of whiskey every day

Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle
Hobbes was fond of his dram

And René Descartes was a drunken fart
I drink, therefore I am

Yes, Socrates, himself, is particularly missed
A lovely little thinker
But a bugger when he's pissed

 
At 4:05 AM, Blogger Vinogirl said...

Great post, very English (which I appreciate being in exhile in Napa). Americans always ask me about 'claret', although they mispronounce it...my answer, "because we can"...it's our language, we had a huge influence in Bordeaux...Napans forget themselves sometimes!

 
At 9:36 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Your ex-boss is a show-off twat. The mereological fallacy is a fallacy. If I have my legs cut off do I think differently? Possibly about running but not about wine. As Joad used to say 'It depends what you mean...'

 

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