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 […]
I have happy memories of drinking large quantities of this in the sun with family and good friends so it’s guaranteed to make me smile, but it’s that good that it doesn’t need the help. Smells like the sea (in a wholesome way rather than dead fish and sewage) went perfectly with my perfectly braaied […]
A Bordeaux full house with all 5 grapes working together like Spurs in their demolition of Arsenal yesterday. Just like the mighty Tottenham, there’s no chance of a local upstart topping this amazing wine. Maximum points. Buy some and guard it with a greater level of desperation than the Gooners back line managed.
Pleasantly surprised by this. Not because I don’t expect good things from Simonsig, but because I picked it up cheap from the dusty corner of a strawberry merchant’s shop. Smoother than Zinedine Zidane’s forehead, as sophisticated as his right foot but placed firmly in the Pavón price range (if you don’t know anything about football, […]
Always been a fan of Simonsig’s Chenin Blanc and this latest vintage is no exception. Really well priced. Fancy enough to impress your dinner guests when paired with home made hipster food, but down to earth enough to drink out of a brown paper bag on a park bench of a Monday morning.
I’ve was a massive fan of this soft, citrusy fruity wine long before Veritas waded in and started slinging double gold medals at it. Now it’s gone all mainstream on me, I’ll have to find a new well-priced, easy drinking white.
Soft, delicate, and slips down easier than a Spanish footballer. Unlike a balearic baller, this wine is affordable (there’s a joke about cups in there somewhere as well, but I’m too tired to figure it out).
Like watching QPR vs Stoke on a rainy Monday night. Its Premier League and affordable, but not particularly memorable.
Well put together, smooth and functional. Much like a silk tractor, but with a bit more class. Silk tractor driven by Liz Hurley maybe?