I told Aldo a better title for this would be Stuffed Game, but he thought that didn’t capture the turkey’s sense of panic, futility and stupid pathos at holiday time. And there is something touching about the little yellow feet pressed up against the glass at the bottom of the bottle.
In his leisure time, which takes up the bulk of his life, Aldo is fond of sketching images with a wine theme. I post this image at his request. He describes it as “the concept of terroir as embodied in the figure of the divine eternal feminine.” I think it looks more like a young woman with an eye open for the nearest toga party, but Aldo’s sensibility is his own.








