These wineries conceive the winemaking made of two important steps:

1) The most important thing for having a good wine is raw product: VINES

Growing their own vines: most of them longer than 20 years and in some cases over 80 years old.

These vines produce very low quantities of grapes but these grapes have a very special organoleptic features that young vineyards can’t offer.

Apart from that, growing is made following the Nature principles, with no watering, no  adding any chemical stuff and just intervene on them by physical means such as prun in green and green harvest.

If weather conditions are good, the quality of these grapes will be optimus and thus their wines too.

2) Elaboration: TOTAL CONTROL OF THE GRAPE FROM HARVEST TO BOTTLING.

This premise is supported by 4 rules:

1) HARVEST: Hand harvest in wooden boxes no bigger than 20-30 Kgs. which are taken to the winery inmediately, where DESTEMM is made by hand altogether with selection of grapes. This way we avoid oxidation and that grapes turn sour.

2) Soaking must be very done very careful to get the best properties from the grapes, with soft movements and some times a day.

3) ELABORATION: The way each winery elaborates their wines, vintage, crianza, reserva and author’s is personal but in all cases, looking for getting the best of the grape juice with no chemical intervenes (own yeasts and filtration by physical means).

4) Bottled in same winery: Control of bottles and temperature while the process.

So, when sipping a good wine, let’s think of the whole process and we’ll appreciate it even more.

What’s that got to do with the price of eggs?

Once  a time, in the little village of Arse-Ende-of-Knowhere, in the county of Generallydullbutlovelyinpartshire, there was an elderly farmer called McDonald whose hens laid unusually tasty eggs. These eggs were so good, in fact, that local well-informed chefs and gourmets sought them out. No-one could say precisely why Old McDonald’s eggs were so good. Some suggested that it was because of the cool weather in his bit of the valley. Others credited his particular breed of hens or the quality of his corn. And then there were those who said that it was simply to do with the loving care McDonald devoted to his flock, especially after the departure of Mrs McDonald with a handsome Japanese chicken sexer. Whatever the explanation, it did not take long before McDonald’s neighbours – some of whose eggs were nearly as good as McDonald’s – decided that they wanted a slice of the action..

So, one day, a meeting was convened in the village hall and it was decided by common assent that Old McDonald’s and all of the other farms in the commune would all sell their eggs under the collective but slightly abbreviated “basket” name of Arse-Ende. Very soon, Farmers McDonald, McSporrin, McHaggis, MrTartan and McKilt were all offering eggs that bore the distinctive Arse-Ende logo over whose use they now had the monopoly.

Within a short while, however, they and a growing number of other Arse-Endeans realised that the world was still overly focused on McDonald’s eggs, so they decided to employ a specialist public relations professional called Al Bumin who was tasked with promoting the Arse-Ende basket generically and putting all the farms of Arse-Ende on the map and differentiating their eggs from ones produced elsewhere.

Al’s first task was to try to persuade the farmers to agree on the size of the typeface in which Arse-Ende was printed on their packaging. “You shouldn’t all be so keen to promote the names of your farms; for the collective good of the commune people should be looking out for Arse-Ende first; producer second. Many of the farmers followed Al’s advice, but it was agreed that McDonald and one or two of his neighbours could be exceptions to the rule because people were already familiar with their distinctive style.

Al then invited leading eggsperts – as he called them – from the Eggsaminer magazine and Eggsquisite, a new egg-focused lifestyle online publication, and arranged for samples to be sent to leading Masters of Eggs (MEs) and opinion-formers such as Oz Cluck, Jamie Goode-Egge and Humphrey Dumpty, the so-called Emperor of Eggs whose ratings in his Saton-Awall newsletter were said to be able to make or break an egg.

These efforts attracted the interest of keen egg enthusiasts (“lifes-a-yolkers”) and professionals. Soon, a growing number of dentists, lawyers and gynaecologists and their like began to arrive in search of the little chicken farm they’d always dreamed of owning. Other new arrivals included larger concerns such as Egg-o-Laid and the Sweet Fanny Corporation of Allsfair, Missouri (more commonly known as Sweet-F-All), one of the biggest egg producers in the world. Sweet Fanny commissioned the architect of the famous Eggenheim museum to design a huge new egg plant in Arse-Ende (nicknamed the Aubergine on account of its colour and shape), and signed deals with many of the producers, guaranteeing to buy their eggs.

Everybody was very happy until… Well, first there were questions over the effect rapidly increasing production was having on the quality of Arse-Ende eggs. The solution to this, proposed by Tom Tweedle was the subdivision of the village into Big-Arse-Ende and Little-Arse-Ende, but this met with fierce opposition from his twin brother Tim whose farm was at the other end of the commune. There were also unseemly squabbles with the next door hamlet of Bigge-Butte over the boundaries of the two villages. Further friction was caused by Farmer McKilt’s decision to sell goose and ostrich eggs. These “blockbuster” efforts went down well with the Eggsaminer, Cluck and Dumpty but scored no points with the other Arse-Endeans or with another well-respected female guru called Eggsis who paradoxically supported a move towards quail-egg production.

Packaging was another major issue. Eggs had traditionally always been sold in brown paper bags which were said to allow them to “breathe”. Now there was a move to put them in cartons which would protect them from cracking and breakage. McDonald surprised his neighbours by experimenting with various forms of carton before opting for a recyclable model that specifically suited his eggs. Traditionalists murmoured that the cartons were a clever ploy by Sweet-F-All to make Arse-Ende eggs more attractive to supermarkets. These fears seemed to have been substantiated when it was announced that the corporation had signed a deal to sell cartons of Arse-Ende eggs throughout the huge Rocke-Bottomme chain. McDonald and a few of the old-timers decided not to include their eggs in the deal.

By now Arse-Ende was producing rather a lot of eggs, and after a few months on the shelves, Hugh Jeggo, chief egg buyer of Rocke-Bottomme, explained that they had to drop their prices to compete with Bigge-Butte, whose two-for-one deals were commonplace. The farmers, who foresaw selling at a loss, called another village hall meeting and challenged Al Bumin to resolve the problem. “I’ve recently discovered that there’s no getting awaty from the nature of the basket system” he disarmingly replied. “If you want to sell a lot of eggs, you have little alternative but to deal with Rocke-Bottomme. And if you deal with them, you have no choice but to discount.”

As the farmers gaped at him in dismay and surprise, Al, went on regretfully to explain that he couldn’t in any case continue to help promote the Arse-Ende basket because of a conflict of interest. He had just signed an agreement with McDonald, McSporrin and McHaggis to work for them. The three farmers had decided that being part of Arse-Ende or one of its sub-divisions, really didn’t suit them; they preferred to work as a small trio of independent producers with a shared set of standards and values.

When Al and the breakaway group were accused of undermining the basket system on which the egg trade had been built, he replied that his change of mind had come from a study he’d read about the wine industry. Most wine producers, he explained, also favoured a basket model, though they tended to call it an “appellation” or “denomination”, but some of the wisest among them had learned that this was rarely advantageous to the ones with aspirations to quality.

Passing the parable to wine….

On the one hand, there are the wine baskets that few people have even heard of and fewer still that are on their shopping lists. “Which of you,” he asked,  “has ever gone out to buy a bottle of Utiel Requena or Cabardes?” Then,  there are the appellations most people have heard of, such as Bordeaux, Rioja, Champagne and Marlborough Sauvignon Blanc; and all of those suffer from being treated as commodities by big retailers who want to buy and sell them as cheaply as possible.”

“The commoditisation” is apparent all over the wine world”. “Scandinavian monopolies put out tenders for particular appellations, and retailers internationally consult updated tables detailing the latest bulk prices for, say, Bordeaux Supérieur, Beaujolais or Rioja. Some appellations,  are much more desirable than others. So, there’s always a slot on the shelf for Sancerre but not for Quincy, a similar wine style made in the same way and from the same grape variety a few miles down the road. This may seem unfair to winemakers in Quincy with similar quality aspirations to Old McDonald, but maybe it’s hardly surprising when one considers that anyone Googling the appellation’s name has to scroll past 27 other Quincys before encountering even a mention of the wine.

Wines selling under the same appellation varied hugely in price, style and quality.  The Nuits St Georges and the Brunello di Montalcino, for example, tasted far more ordinary than wines bearing the same regional names but selling at three and four times the price. Some Riojas and St Emilions are as humungous as McKilt’s Ostrich eggs; others could be compared to Eggsis’s favourite quail eggs.

Some of the smartest wine producers, such as a Spanish fizzy-wine maker called Raventos I Blanc, have reacted to this situation by wholly or partially quitting their basket.

Others simply “transcended” their appellations: examples like Leroy in Burgundy, Palacios in Priorat, Gaja in Barbaresco and Cloudy Bay in Marlborough whose followers paid such high premiums for their wines that the name of the place they came from seemed almost irrelevant.

And then there was the growing number who were joining up with neighbours whose values and quality aspirations they shared. Lovers of Portuguese wines were more likely to buy a wine from one of the members of the Douro Boys than to trust the quality of bottle of Douro from a producer they’d never heard of. This trend was as becoming increasingly apparent in the so-called “New World” where Vale Cru had gathered a group of good, small producers in McLaren Vale.

McDonald, McSporrin and McHaggis,  were now going to work together as Egge-Heades, and were not planning to have much to do with Sweet F-All or Rocke Bottomme.

Alrededor de mil personas se han manifestado esta tarde en Tudela contra los desahucios. Os dejo un vídeo con los momentos más interesantes. Espero que sea de vuestro interés.

Cortesía de la revista TUDEOCIO

El GORDO de NAVIDAD en TUDELA

Una parte del número 76.058, el “gordo” de Navidad agraciado con 400.000 euros por décimo y repartido entre más de 40 localidades, se ha vendido en la ciudad de Tudela.

Noticias de Navarra

La dueña de la administración de Tudela, “muy contenta” por vender el Gordo, primer gran premio que reparte

@DiariodeNavarra: El estanco del Paseo de Invierno de Tudela, dirigido por Blanca Cornago, vende el Gordo (76.058) bit.ly/102bgNY #Navarra

@NoticiasNavarra: Tudela, agraciada con ‘El Gordo’ del Sorteo de Navidad bit.ly/WDpp3k

@veritavilla: El gordo vendido en el Estanco del Paseo de Invierno en Tudela!!!! Enhorabuena!!!!! Por fin en Navarra

@dpozos: Estas señoras acaban de dar el gordo en #Tudela. Tan cerca y tan lejos…Enhorabuena a los agraciados pic.twitter.com/VitnpL6j

@Isabelitago: Un único boleto automatico vendido en Tudela 400.000€ pic.twitter.com/y8E8WvUg

Bilbao, Derio y Tudela han vendido un único décimo del ‘Gordo’ bit.ly/sorteo-navidad #loterianavidad

 Crónica de la peña de Blanco y Negro.

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Manolitros al Frontón

Manuel Subies Peña

Comentario: Mañana 20:45 polideportivo elola semifinal de pelota goma.

A los que pueda interesar… gran semifinal.

Día 11 de Diciembre de 2012

Se admite público.

Entrada gratuita.

Resultado:

No pudo ser, perdimos 28-27.

El sábado gran final en el polideportivo elola a las 10:30 de la mañana

Si ha entrado en este post, seguramente ha sido porque el buscador le ha dirigido aqui porque tiene intención de comprar en Tudela. Lo típico cuando se quiere comprar algo en una situación geográfica concreta es por alguno de estos motivos:

• Quiere comprar un piso o terreno dentro del término municipal de Tudela.
• Quiere comprar un producto típico de Tudela como verduras, mantecadas, costradas u otro producto.
• Quiere comprar algo por internet para que se lo llevemos a su casa de Tudela. Farmacia o cualquier tipo de urgencia.

El asunto inmobiliario está muy dominado por las pocas inmobiliarias que han sobrevivido a la crisis. El servicio que podemos dar en este caso es mínimo, si acaso darle información sobre las distintas zonas o barrios de Tudela.

Los productos típicos de Tudela se pueden comprar en otros sitios pero estamos dispuestos a entrar en juego cuando tengamos más información sobre los clientes interesados. De momento tenemos acceso a casi todo tipo de verduras, con especial atención a las alcachofas y espárragos frescos, por supuesto que en temporada.

Borrajas, chicorias, acelgas, cardo, pimiento, tomate “feo de Tudela” de la mayor calidad y rápido envío. Directo de la huerta a su cocina. Mantecadas, costradas y huesos de santo. Aceite ecológico virgen extra de primera molturación en frío de la variedad Empeltre de Navarra. Tambien tenemos fotos, pinturas, acuarelas, con temas tudelanos de los más famosos pintores de Tudela. ¿Alguna idea más?

Tambien pondremos en marcha un mercadillo virtual con servicio de “guardamuebles” para comprar y vender todo lo que ya no sea de utilidad.

Disponemos de servicio de mensajería en el caso de tener que comprar en Tudela cualquier cosa que por urgencia o cualquier problema de movilidad. Cualquier necesidad que tenga y necesite de nuestro servicio de portes

¿Como se va a llamar?

Tudelano.com

¿Cual es la forma de contacto?

La manera de ponerse en contacto será el mismo email para todo: info@tudelano.com De momento será solo por email. Pronto estaremos en la redes sociales y publicaremos teléfonos de contacto.

Estamos buscando clientes para poder satisfacer sus necesidades y para ello, gracias a la tecnología que nos brinda internet. Para ello buscamos información para servirles mejor por lo que le rogamos que conteste al siguiente cuestionario:

Campos obligatorios sólo el nombre y el comentario.

Agradecemos su preciada colaboración para conocer mejor al cliente objetivo. No dude que su opinión será tenida en cuenta. Si desea más información no dude en ponerse en contacto con nuestro email: info@tudelano.com

Para los de fuera es necesario explicar que el Domingo de Resurrección, en Tudela, se cuelga a un niño de una maroma que cruza la Plaza de los Fueros para deslizarlo sobre el público hasta que se sitúa encima de una representación de la Virgen y entonces le retira un velo.

La representación es muy emocionante. La gente madruga para ver al niño colgado de una nube. Algunos niños más crecidos cuelgan de otras nubes otros sábados por la noche pero nadie madruga para verlo. Actualmente los horarios del Angel y el Volatín han cambiado un poco. En una grabación en cine mudo de principios de siglo que atribuían a mi padre pero que tenemos nuestras dudas, las puertas del cielo desde donde descuelgan al Ángel se abrían a las 6 de la mañana.

El niño, en una pose cuando menos curiosa, tiene un arnés sujetando sus alas y su cuerpo y un pié elevado para darle aspecto de vuelo en picado. Lleva en un saco a la cintura unos textos religiosos que va lanzando y hace gestos de avanzar como si nadara o buceara en el aire pero son las personas que manipulan las poleas las que hacen avanzar o retroceder al muchacho.

Justo encima de la Virgen, la que ha llegado acompañada de la banda de música, retira un velo simulando el abandono del luto y pronuncia una frase: Alégrate María que tu hijo ha resucitado. (Creo recordar) Entonces la gente se pone a aplaudir y al ritmo de la banda se retira a toda velocidad hasta la fachada de la Casa del Reloj desde donde ha partido minutos antes.

Mi padre me contaba que lo más difícil es el momento de subir el velo al hombro. Que debe usarse la boca para morder una cuenta de madera que tiene la parte superior del velo y que él lo hizo con un golpe de cuello. Nunca se lo puse en duda en vida y no voy a hacerlo ahora.

Otra cosa que me llamaba la atención de cuando me contaba su día del Ángel era que otro hermano suyo, Hortensio, hizo el ángel después de él, en tiempos de la Guerra Civil, no podría concretar los años. Mientras mi tío hizo el paseo al son del himno nacional mi padre, Don Miguel Iñigo Lacarra lo hizo al son del himno de Riego.

Por si no recordáis la música os puedo poner la letra más popular de este himno de la República: Si los curas y frailes supieran la paliza que iban a llevar… subirian al coro cantando: LIBERTAD LIBERTAD LIBERTAD

Se le han atribuido a las bebidas light males como la diabetes. Precisamente a un tipo de refresco que al menos pueden tomar los diabéticos y de incrementar el peso (¿?) sobre algo que permite, al menos, no incrementar calorías.

Pero todo el reportaje narrado en un tipo de redacción que genera mil preguntas. Y que ha concluido con que TODOS los refrescos son malos (pero empezando por los light) y es malo tomar más de uno al día. Que lo saludable es el agua. Muy bien. Y todo esto, a riesgo de malinterpretar los bastos conocimientos en dietética de algún becario malpagado que tendrán por ahí… ¿Que cojones nos importa? Cree el señor reportero, que veo el noticiario regional para que me  cuenten que han hecho un estudio estadístico sobre refrescos light en Nueva York.

Señores periodistas, si no tienen nada que decir en un noticiario local de menos de 30 minutos, cinco días en semana, al menos recurran a YOUTUBE que hay cientos de horas de cosas de nuestra preciosa tierra o pongan el videoclip de la canción de  Tudela o vacas o Zugarramurdi… pero por favor, NO CONFUNDAN.

En breve… cuando terminemos de poner los estantes virtuales… entregaremos el enlace de la tienda de productos manufacturados en la Ribera de Navarra. Atención grupos de consumo, cooperativas y usuarios en general…

La tienda de Tudelano.com esta al llegar.