An otherwise lovely 2009 Stefano Mancinelli Lacrima de Morro, a red wine from the Marche, had delicious flavors of earth and sourcherry and a snappy acidity, but its floral aromas were so pronounced it would be like pairing a plate of pasta with a bottle of my grandmother's perfume.
But with the outlook closer to the base of the social pyramid not so rosy, a growing class of superwealthy might actually exacerbate class tensions at a moment when the promise of cherry-picking Western hypercapitalism could turn more sour than ever.