He was the best of the best

originally posted by Brad Kane:
Alice, I think what you're describing may have been what Coad wrote up as Joey's First Jeebus. Chis, you should repost.
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Bad, I will do so, in time, but that one's entirely about Dressner, in my silly writeup. Gotta leave room for folks to talk and reminisce without me putting a bunch of stuff up all at once, I sense.
 
originally posted by Chris Coad:
originally posted by Brad Kane:
Alice, I think what you're describing may have been what Coad wrote up as Joey's First Jeebus. Chis, you should repost.
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Bad, I will do so, in time, but that one's entirely about Dressner, in my silly writeup. Gotta leave room for folks to talk and reminisce without me putting a bunch of stuff up all at once, I sense.
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I'll bide my time for Motoroil Marvels. The first time I met Joe Dougherty and many of you. Yes, I am a real person, and not just a figment of Dressner's imagination.
 
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I enjoyed reading Joe Dougherty writing on wine for almost twenty years, sometimes I email to Joe to tell him how much I loved his wine articles and Joe would always reply with a humble response to say how much he appreciated my good thought, but I never had the opportunity to meet Joe until this year.

This past April, I email Joe and asked him if I can meet him and his wine- friends over dinner. Joe was so gracious in fulfilling my request and organized a dinner at Trestle on Tenth with Sharon, Kirk, Jeff and Jay.

When I saw Joe at the restaurant for the first time, it was almost like two long lost friends seeing each other again after a long period of time. Joe was so warm and made me feel very comfortable with his NY wine friends.

Over a glass of Champagne I asked Joe when did he get interested into wine and he told me that he started reading and tasting wine since he was in high school. Joe would go to the library, find books about wine/food and educate himself about the various wine region and the art of cooking. Joe was the official cook for his father and sister after school. Joe said that his sister was worry about his passion for wine and told his father that Joe was too young for that.

After Champagne Joe ordered w bottle of Ch. Simon Rose that I never had before. I loved that Rose and Joe made sure to fill my glass with the Simon Rose when I emptied it. When we opened the Foucault Le Bourg I told Joe that I have visited Nady a couple time. Joe's eyes lighted up and he said "you did" because he was happy that I was able to visit Nady. I mentioned that Nady allowed me to "pee" on his Le Bourg and Joe said that his DNA was also on ale Bourg terroir.

It is amazing that we shared glasses many glasses of wine but we never truly talked about the wine but only about the people who makes the wine. Joe, in one simple evening, you deepened my understanding and feeling for true and unconditional friendship. Joe, I will be in NYC in a couple weeks and I will cry again and relished our friendship when I heard Mr. Charles Aznavour sings the songs "Hier Encore" and " Ne Me Quitte Pas".

I was recently so touched by Joe's article on "Honest Wine"in which he wrote:

"Of course, it is even more true if you know the winemakers and have that much more understanding of why they made their choices, why the wines are unusual for them and taste the way they do. But when I taste a wine like that, I lift a glass to a winemaker who has done a lot more for me than make something to wash down dinner--they've brought me to a specific time and place, and a specific cultural context. All the points and blind tastings in the world will never get you there."

I too lifted my glass to you Joe, a kind-heart man and an Honest wine lover and connoisseur.

Thanks for the memory Joe and I will see you when I see you my friend.
 
originally posted by Trung H Nguyen:
A Kind-heart ManI enjoyed reading Joe Dougherty writing on wine for almost twenty years, sometimes I email to Joe to tell him how much I loved his wine articles and Joe would always reply with a humble response to say how much he appreciated my good thought, but I never had the opportunity to meet Joe until this year.

This past April, I email Joe and asked him if I can meet him and his wine- friends over dinner. Joe was so gracious in fulfilling my request and organized a dinner at Trestle on Tenth with Sharon, Kirk, Jeff and Jay.

When I saw Joe at the restaurant for the first time, it was almost like two long lost friends seeing each other again after a long period of time. Joe was so warm and made me feel very comfortable with his NY wine friends.

Over a glass of Champagne I asked Joe when did he get interested into wine and he told me that he started reading and tasting wine since he was in high school. Joe would go to the library, find books about wine/food and educate himself about the various wine region and the art of cooking. Joe was the official cook for his father and sister after school. Joe said that his sister was worry about his passion for wine and told his father that Joe was too young for that.

After Champagne Joe ordered w bottle of Ch. Simon Rose that I never had before. I loved that Rose and Joe made sure to fill my glass with the Simon Rose when I emptied it. When we opened the Foucault Le Bourg I told Joe that I have visited Nady a couple time. Joe's eyes lighted up and he said "you did" because he was happy that I was able to visit Nady. I mentioned that Nady allowed me to "pee" on his Le Bourg and Joe said that his DNA was also on ale Bourg terroir.

It is amazing that we shared glasses many glasses of wine but we never truly talked about the wine but only about the people who makes the wine. Joe, in one simple evening, you deepened my understanding and feeling for true and unconditional friendship. Joe, I will be in NYC in a couple weeks and I will cry again and relished our friendship when I heard Mr. Charles Aznavour sings the songs "Hier Encore" and " Ne Me Quitte Pas".

I was recently so touched by Joe's article on "Honest Wine"in which he wrote:

"Of course, it is even more true if you know the winemakers and have that much more understanding of why they made their choices, why the wines are unusual for them and taste the way they do. But when I taste a wine like that, I lift a glass to a winemaker who has done a lot more for me than make something to wash down dinner--they've brought me to a specific time and place, and a specific cultural context. All the points and blind tastings in the world will never get you there."

I too lifted my glass to you Joe, a kind-heart man and an Honest wine lover and connoisseur.

Thanks for the memory Joe and I will see you when I see you my friend.
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This is a great post and captures the Joe I knew.
 
originally posted by Trung H Nguyen:
It is amazing that we shared glasses many glasses of wine but we never truly talked about the wine but only about the people who makes the wine.
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Word.
 
What someone elsewhere said about Joe...

I think we owe him a toast ... glasses up ...

To Chenin and white and wine that is bright
with acid and oxides yet never too lopsid'd.
To Rougeard and red and wine that's well-bred
with aging potential and that is essential.
To a man with a heart. To a man who inspired.
To a man now retired. To a man we admired.
He's passed. We were lucky while it last'd.
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. . . . Pete
 
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