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WHEN A
LEGEND CAME TO TOWN |
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THE menu
he planned in his head, during his flight back to Manila
from Spain. Because Juan Carlos de Terry knew he was
arriving on a Saturday, too close for comfort for the
Thursday dinner he was hosting—and cooking—at his now
famous restaurant, Segundo Piso. It was just a simple
get-together, he said, to welcome Pablo Alvarez of Vega-Sicilia.
But Juan Carlos’s idea of simple always defies the
word’s definition. I knew the dinner would be as nuanced
and multilayered as the great wines it would complement.
There is
an aura of exclusivity around the wines of Vega-Sicilia.
That they are expensive, long-lived and are available
only in limited quantities certainly bolster the image.
That they are the result of extremely meticulous
winemaking only ups their cachet to legend status.
Bodegas Vega-Sicilia was one of the first wineries that
called attention to the potential of Spain’s Ribera del
Duero in producing exceptional wines. The estate was
founded in 1864 by Don Eloy de Lecanda, a winemaker who
returned with cabernet sauvignon, malbec and merlot
vines from Bordeaux. That trinity of Bordeaux varieties,
plus tinto fino, a local variant of the local grape
tempranillo, has since been the signature blend of the
highly individual Vega-Sicilia wines, weathering the
succession of changes in ownership. The Alvarez family,
its current owners, bought the estate in 1982, the year
Ribera del Duero was conferred Denominacion de Origen
status. Then followed a process of modernization and
expansion that saw the addition of new estates: Bodegas
Alión in 1992, Bodegas Alquiriz in 2001 in Toro, and
Tokaji Oremus in
Hungary
in 1993.

Dinner
in progress at Segundo Piso: When Vega-Sicilia came to
Manila, the de Terrys rolled out the welcome mat with
characteristic flair.
“Did you
find Juan Carlos or did he find you?” I asked Pablo
Alvarez. The first course was being served, what Juan
Carlos called Romance de Pato y Vino, foie gras and a
duck bonbon, drizzled with the same wine we were
drinking, the Oremus Late Harvest Tokaji 2006. “He
called me,” Mr. Alvarez said over his glass of the
delicate sweet wine, breaking into a wide smile. (Terry
Selection is the exclusive distributor of Vega-Sicilia
in the Philippines.) From across the room, he looked
stern and distant, but at the dinner table, Mr. Alvarez
was soft-spoken and gracious, dividing his attention
between my barrage of questions and the other lady
beside him. Alión, he explained, is a hundred-percent
tempranillo from younger vineyards, aged just 14 months
in new French oak. There was the creamy, vanilla nose
wrapped around dark, ripe cherry and a faint dusting of
ground black pepper. Juan Carlos had artfully paired the
Alión 2004 with creamy arborio, topped with crumbled
bits of toasted morcilla, then embellished with a
piquillo pepper foam. “Do you like lamb?” It was Mr.
Alvarez’s turn to ask. Lamb and the wines of Ribera del
Duero are a potent combination. Juan Carlos must’ve had
that in mind with the braised lamb shank he tinted with
the Valbuena 5˚.
The
Vega-Sicilia portfolio carries three wines: Valbuena 5˚,
so named because it is released after five years of
aging; Vega-Sicilia Unico Gran Reserva, made only in
good years released after a minimum of 10 years of
aging; and the extremely rare Unico Reserva Especial, a
blend of several vintages, each of which is aged
separately for up to 30 years. The average age of
Valbuena vines is about 25 years—and 45 years for Unico.
Extremely low yields, coupled with rigorous selection in
the winery, add up to an annual production of about
25,000 cases—and a long waiting list for an allocation.

Helen de Terry, Pablo
Alvarez of Vega-Sicilia and Juan Carlos de Terry.
Montage by
Joseph John Mauricio
But at
dinner, we were having the Valbuena 5˚ 2003 and the
Unico 1996. With Juan Carlos’s braised lamb and an aged
manchego for the Unico. With the owner of the winery
patiently explaining the nuances of the wines. I
marveled at the freshness of the Valbuena and its
opening up in my glass, smelling of mocha and orange
flowers. The Unico I approached with awe. These are
wines released only when the winemaker deems they are
ready for drinking. Nineteen-ninety-six was an excellent
year and at least three times in a decade when the
vintage is poor, Unico is never made. And then I was
drinking silk, drenched in ripe red fruit, spice and a
delicate floral perfume. Elegance and finesse were the
words that came to mind, affirmed by what Mr. Alvarez
said over the buzz of conversation: “At Vega-Sicilia,
our passion is for elegance.”
A
gentleman from across the table wanted more Unico and
the Oremus Tokaji Aszú 6 Puttonyos, deep gold and
honeyed, with astonishing aromatics and flavors that
recalled orange marmalade, peaches and caramel. Juan
Carlos countered the wine’s intensity with an ethereal
mango and aniseed marquise, napped with an exotic
mangosteen-honey coulis and ginger dust. I demolished
the dessert and ached for the untouched Oremus of the
lady near me. But legends do not allow for second
helpings.... |
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URDUJA LiveS and Sings! |
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A TOTAL
of 85,000 drawings in almost 2,000 scenes that represent
8,771 feet of film, and 400 Filipino artists in digital and
traditional animation in studios that spanned from Makati to
Palawan, were needed to resurrect from the mist of myth and
the crags of history the story of Urduja, the warrior
princess of Pangasinan of yore. |
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Never
fade away |
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ON June
12, 2005, the founder of Pinoy Rock, the band Juan de la
Cruz (JDC), staged the Pagkalas concert at the World Trade
Center in Pasay City. It coincided with the nationwide
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Fab:
Sorry,
Regine, Bea is Betty |
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Finally,
we know who Betty La Fea is...and it’s none other than Bea
Alonzo.
Playing
ugly-duckling roles isn’t new to Bea, as her breakthrough
role was one such in Kay Tagal Kang Hinintay, where she was
first paired with John Lloyd Cruz. |
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Shaken&Stirred:
Luxurious
upgrades |
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OH dear,
pretty much little has changed around these parts since we
were last here—well, sweetie, at least as far as the
Australian Brian Gorrel’s efforts to reclaim the life
savings he insists was filched by DJ Montano, |
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Fermantations:
WHEN A
LEGEND CAME TO TOWN |
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THE menu
he planned in his head, during his flight back to Manila
from Spain. Because Juan Carlos de Terry knew he was
arriving on a Saturday, too close for comfort for the
Thursday dinner he was hosting—and cooking—at his now famous
restaurant, Segundo Piso. |
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Cooks:
Neptune’s Catch is Gold |
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ONE of
the best choice fish in a culinary competition is seabass, a
thick, fat slice of it. This fish is so fat that it’s almost
impossible to overcook it and it is naturally delicate in
flavor, with a good dose of umami interlaced into its briney
juices. |
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Dencio’s goes high-end |
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Anyone
will tell you that the Dencio’s chain has certainly become
an authority in the Filipino food scene, being popular with
both families dining out and the young market on a night out
with friends. |
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A Heart
for Furry Friends |
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THESE
days, animals have become more than just pets and constant
companions. We see socialites and wannabe stars parading
their dogs and cats, stuffed in designer handbags, complete
with custom-made outfits and bejeweled collars. |
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Teaching
moms to be ‘baby-ready’ |
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WHEN a
young girl experiences her first menstruation, the only
person whom she can count on to see her through that turning
point in her life is her mom. Knowing that mom is always
there to provide her with guidance on personal hygiene, the
birds and the bees, as well as what to expect as she
matures, gives her reassurance and confidence as she
approaches adulthood. |
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Something Like Life:
Looking for
love on the World Wide Web |
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WHEN I
interviewed them, I was almost half-annoyed as they
absentmindedly gazed into each other’s eyes, held hands and
gave each other affectionate pats. They playfully bantered
and laughed at each other’s funny—and not-so-funny—remarks.
“Inggit ka lang!” the voice in my head jeered. And I
couldn’t help but chuckle myself. |
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