The clerk who helped me at a wine store here in Princeton must've read ind's mind. Avidly recommended a bottle of Ettore Germano Langhe Nebbiolo. Pretty sure I'd had this before, and it's not bad at all.
Tried a bottle of 2008 Travaglini Gattinara (in the super weird shaped bottle) since it seemed like it might be a slightly cheaper alternative to Barbaresco. It tasted like water with some tannins in it. Just no discernible flavor. Did I just buy some crappy wine or did I experience wine in its dumb phase?
I don't think I've ever encountered a process more perfectly designed to produce misery and suffering than the connecting/customs clearance process at Toronto Pearson. It makes CdG seem like a model of efficiency.