Spain's Armas de Guerra is crispy, flinty, penetrating — just like "Hot Babe on a Harley."

When it's 100 in the shade and you get an ornery fritto misto, reach for the Vermentino.

Ever-prowling Pete takes in a "dead" husband, an (un)widow, and some Etna Bianco.

Etna Rosso may not be Burgundy, but crime reporters never underestimate a Sicilian volcano.

Barbera goes with pretty much anything — pasta, veal, cheese, and beloved dogs.

A newsroom debate about a picture leads to some Sicilian red from one-time Mafia land.

When parsing Milan's underworld connections gets dicey, think Argentine red, as in Malbec.

Welcome to Milan noir, with shades of Rothko and a rich red wine that makes you see blood.

Our man Pete trades a pathologist (and a dame) for some prosecco, never mind deadlines.

To get to the heart of a Chinese murder mystery, Pete Pescatore turns to liquid Great Wall.

Pete Pescatore is a mystery man with a detective's pallet and penchant for being quenched.