Most men are anxious about wine.
Afraid of asking. Afraid of appearing ill-informed. Afraid they won’t recognize the “subtle hints of black currant confiture,” or whatever unctuous descriptor is most popular in Wine Spectator this month.
Fear no more. Edify thyself at Ordinaire, just opened a block from the Grand Lake Theater.
"Plus,” says proprietor Bradford Taylor, “I wanted the ninety dollar bottles rubbing shoulders with the tens.”
Taylor honed his vino chops in France by practicing his French with vintners over carafes in his free time. And this is Ordinaire at its core. Unpretentious.
Recs from the man:
For the more romantic affair, go with the 2009 Young-Inglewood Cab, a dry, reimagined Cabernet with subtle notes of cacao and eucalyptus to complement your fancy cooking ($90).
Or belly up and have a glass from the taps, which Taylor rotates regularly and pours sans label.
After all, you don't have to be an expert to drink like one.