At the end of the New Wines of Greece seminar here in Chicago, Greek Master of Wine Konstantinos Lazarakis made this statement:

“The days of a meal and wine are long gone.”

Allow me to back up for a moment; I love wine. I mean I really, really love wine. You do not want me to diagram this for you.

This man loves to pair a cool Kabinett with his Maki rolls.

But most kids like me do easily 90% of our drinking outside of the influence of food, in fact, at times we would probably rather drink than fill our bodies with deliciously nutritious calories. And wine, really isn’t considered inherently different in this respect.

I mean, to be honest, the whole food and wine pairing routine sounded a little batshit medieval crazy to me the first time I heard someone waxing damn near George Bernard Shaw on the wonders of Barbaresco with shaved truffle pasta.

So I pose a question: do you agree that wine, even fine wine, can enter into an appreciation of its own without being inextricably tied to some food combination?

Do we always need to pull the “a perfect pair with…” card at the end of every review?

Talk at me.