My aunt forwarded this article from the London Telegraph entitled, “Wine: grape leaps for womankind.” It discusses, briefly, the infiltration (in nicer words) of women into the “boys club” of wine making and selling.
Here is one part that stood out to me: Dee Blackstock, one of Waitrose’s team of buyers, thinks that women have a slightly different take on describing wine. ‘We often learn to taste from a very early age, usually at our mother’s side,’ she says. ‘As a result, we tend to compare wine to fruit and vegetables – real things you would find in the kitchen. Men are good at describing what I call the “bones” of a wine – body, tannin, structure and length. Women talk about real flavours and aroma, so we help to put flesh on those bones. We evolved this way; hundreds and thousands of years ago the women were the ones who learnt to taste in a sensitive way, making sure we weren’t going to poison the village.’
I’m not sure if I believe this, but with some supporting research, I definitely could. I’ve found that I, rather frustratingly, have great smell-identification abilities when it comes to food and other materials, but I have a very difficult time placing aromas in wine. I wonder if this has more to do with building up olfactory memories or smell experiences than it has to do with gender.
And here’s another bit that I liked: Very occasionally, she concedes, it takes a little longer for a diner to trust a female sommelier, but after they taste along with her, they never have any doubts. Naoko Tomita, 26, the assistant head sommelier at Restaurant Gordon Ramsay in London, agrees. ‘Some of the guests used to react a little differently because I was female, but then that was sometimes a positive thing. Several said they felt less intimidated, that I was a bit easier to talk to. Now there are more and more of us, and when I go to wine tastings I see quite a few girls. But restaurants have been the last area of the wine world to catch up, and I still only see 10 to 20 per cent of the women actually ordering.’
I never really gave it any thought, but I’ve actually had surprisingly few female sommeliers in all of my restaurant experiences. I’ve never been offended by this (and I think that part what makes a sommelier stand out is if he/she is able to make me feel comfortable about ordering), but I wonder how I would feel and act differently if it were a woman serving me.
A little message to all the women out there: Courage! Order wine off the list! It’s really very empowering, and I guarantee you that 90% of the time your dining companions will think you’ve made an excellent choice. After all, the wine list is not trying to trick you. And if they’re men, they probably won’t be able to smell the difference, anyway.


I am usually the first to notice when women (or men) don’t have equal footing in a career. However, I confess that I didn’t see it with sommeliers. I suppose that’s because one of my favorite restaurants – which has a reputation for fine wines – has a woman sommelier. She never misses a beat, and as far a I can see, her customers don’t either. She tells us all about the wines, where they come from, what they taste like, and which foods they’ll pair well with. If I wanted to learn more about wines, I be at her door in a second!
I wonder if women actually have an edge in this way; They’re more memorable, good or bad!
Okay – so I had an experience this past week that reminded me of your blog and I wanted to write a comment on something and this is the PERFECT post to ask about it! My adviser (a dude… dude sounds too cool… so that’s a bit of a misnomer. okay a guy. a bloke. male) and I took a potential faculty candidate out to dinner as she had arrived a day early for her interview and he didn’t want her to be wandering around Ann Arbor aimlessly. Well she was Australian and apparently knew her wines (better than ME let me tell you). We weren’t at a restaurant that had a sommelier but we just had a waiter. My adviser and this candidate hemmed and hawed about what wine to order (good lord it took 25 minutes just to PICK a wine… I mean really… it seemed an inordinately long time given that we hadn’t ordered FOOD and I at least was super hungry!). Okay they eventually decided on some zinfindel (a red). I was gunning for a chianti but didn’t voice my opinion for fear that it would lead to another round of discussions that could prolong the ordering of actual food for … I don’t know how long. When the wine came it was neat – they brought this vase & a little shot glass and they poured a bit into the shot glass (a classy one… not like party in cancun shot glass). They waiter let my advisor (the only guy at the table) sip it to deem it acceptable – when this was confirmed, that the wine was in fact good, he poured each of us a glass and then the rest into the vase.
Question 1: if you don’t know what you are going to order, or what the breakdown of what people at the table are going to order how on earth are you supposed to pick a wine? Don’t some wines go well with chicken vs. fish vs. beef…? (I personally only really enjoy reds and I have a very very poor ability to discern any differences beyond… red & white… shameful I know but whatever).
Question 2: MUST waiters always assume the guy at the table knows the most about wine? What’s this custom all about? What’s with the letting the guy taste first?
Question 3: IF there is a table of 3 or 4 women, what’s the protocol for letting someone do the ‘take-one-for-the-team’ taste test?
Whew. This has been on my mind for a while — and you know about wines! Perfect!
Hope all is well in CA! Sorry I missed you over T-giving break
~sb