As smooth as my youngest son giving his teacher flowers on Valentine’s Day and accompanies the lamb ribs I’m eating as perfectly as rewatching Dumb and Dumber is complimenting my evening.
They would’ve gone with MSG but Monosodium glutamate cornered the market. Grenache, Shiraz, Mourvèdre singing together in harmony. Works at room temperature or slightly chilled. I got two cases of this just after lockdown so I’ll forever associate it with freedom (if you can call being able to exercise for an hour in the morning […]
15% Chardonnay and, interestingly, 85% Pinotage. Also interesting was that my autocorrect decided I wanted to type API when I started typing Pinotage and I’m drinking this to celebrate the side effects of my API. Beautiful, crisp and moreish.
Smells like the southern sea air. Citrusy. Got a bit much 2 glasses in but once I tucked into some roast chicken it took the edge off. I reckon it would be pretty amazing in a few years time.
I’m flying in the face of convention and drinking red wine with a chicken pie. I’m also watching a shocker of a movie on Netflix that my 8 year old demanded we watch. These factors may have contributed to why I’m not getting knocked out by this wine so bear that in mind.
The Lion picks off the slowest of the buffalo and in doing so increases the overall speed of the pack. I’ve picked off all the weak spots of my wine collection during lockdown so I feel picky now. Saying that this bottle didn’t do that much for me is like saying that the buffalo that […]
My wife and I used to go to the Stellenbosch wine and cheese festival religiously. One year we ended up with a bottle of Deetlefs Pinotage in the selection we found at home when we woke up the morning afterwards. We loved it then, still love it now and drop by the wine farm whenever […]
Chilled this ready to drink with my Sunday roast chicken but not too confident it’s going to last long enough to go with dinner. Going perfectly with a warm sunny autumn day. Light and delicate but with enough bite to ensure you don’t just drink it and forget about it.
I think I’m getting spoilt now I’ve hit the sweet spot of my collection because I’m not getting my hair blown back by this beautifully aged wine. It’s absolutely fine, but lacks the pizzazz I’d expect from a nicely aged drop. Saying that, I remember my Dad loving this so different strokes for different folks.