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.
Walks the walk, but doesn’t quite talk the talk. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not going to turn a bottle down, and maybe if it was carrying a slightly less impressive label I’d be more grateful for it, but this didn’t quite do it for me.
Full disclosure, I drank a bottle of this on my honeymoon in one of the more beautiful places in this beautiful country so it was always going to score well, but those minor details aside, it’s a fantastic drop. Smoother than I was on my honeymoon.
Definitely one of my favourite SA white wines. Like Floyd Mayweather compared to Mike Tyson, it might lose in a fight with a more expensive, winemaker’s special project heavyweight uber-wine, but pound for pound (or Rand for Rand in this case), its the greatest.
"Have you got me a Father's Day present yet Jack?" <lengthy pause and then pretending we're onto a different subject> "Er… so what do you like Dad?" "I like wine Jack" <runs to Mum and whispers "let's buy him wine" very loudly> <Mum whispers "find out what wine he likes"> "Er… so Dad, what kind […]
Every time I’ve tasted a Lourensford Viognier it’s gone down as “my favourite white wine of the year ™. The only exception I’d make for this one is that’s it my favourite white wine of the year, that isn’t from the Swartland. Smells like a can of Lilt and tastes like all the happy nostalgia […]
As good on its own as it was with pizza. Light and crisp on the nose and the palette (I’d just drink it personally). Great easy drinker.
Deep, rich and fragrant like a well-bathed philosopher who just won the lotto. I’m sure Lourensford used to sell older wines than this. Its a shame they dont because this would certainly age well, but I’m impatient.
As sweet as the prom queen, but with far more depth. Greatly enhanced by my friend appearing with a bucket of florentines, muffins and merengue. Just for the sheer odds of both events occurring at once, this gets a nine.