Delightful drop. Best served chilled accompanied by the new Spider-Man movie on a warm summer Sunday. Doesn’t have the typical sharp citrus twang of your average SA Sauv Blanc, and definitely has a bit more body. A bit like Spider-Man (without the webs and teen angst).
A good Semillon has the same effect as sucking on a handful of sand, it absorbs every last drop of saliva in your mouth. However sand rarely leaves you demanding more. This loses a point for the ridiculously overly-french French girl who did the tasting at Rickety Bridge (and couldn’t bring herself to admit that […]
Amazingly light, crisp and zesty. In the wine equivalent of weight watchers, this would be the after to the before of a typically heavy, over-oaked Chardonnay.
I love light, crisp, dry Semillons. This one is heavy and oaky, but funnily enough, its ok (just as long as you aren’t after a typical South African Semillon). The oak does get a bit much after a while though.
Softer than bambi wrapped in candyfloss and wearing a tutu, more black cherry-esque than a black cherry wrapped in a black cherry and wearing a black cherry, and more sophisticated than my fruit-based analogies. Not many SA Merlots that do it for me like this one.
Gets two million points because I drank it with braai’ed steak on holiday after an awful month of note. That aside, just like an enlarged Cleopatra, its big, bold and smooth with a beautiful nose
Smells like an expensive leather wallet, tastes like dark berries drunk from an expensive leather wallet. Deep dark and deadly like sub bass. In a power cut. With a gun. Ok, poor analogy, but great wine. Plus I won it at my son’s pre-primary school raffle. Win. Win. Win.
Bought this in a wino-haze at a cheese and wine festival, drank it with a mushroom risotto. Giving it an 8 because I smelt black cherries on it and the label agreed with me. Definitely getting more of this. Delicious.