George Brett's home-run-hitting arms, Len Dawson's spiral-ready palm -- there are many celebrated body parts in Kansas City history. But only one can rival them all on a global scale: Doug Frost's tongue. Of course, Frost needed more than superhuman taste buds to become one of only three people in the world to hold distinctions as both a Master Sommelier and Master of Wine. He also employs his eyes, nose, palate and other parts we won't guess at, plus his infallible knowledge of the fermented grape, in order to distinguish a perfect Pinot Gris from one that lacks a proper measure of pear. And like the great American booze hero he is, Frost the man is a refined blend of roughness and chic. He can out-taste the snootiest waiter in Paris, yet he can also enjoy a cold beer in shorts and flip-flops as well as any fellow Sonic Youth fan. So before beginning to envy something like Priest Holmes' fancy footwork, think about how much cooler you'd be at parties if you had one-tenth of Doug Frost's taste for the finer stuff.