|
It’s
a Rhone blend of syrah and grenache and has loads of raspberry,
cherry and a hint of strawberry. There’s even a bit of smoke
on the nose. The acidity is pretty low, and there aren’t really
tannins to speak of, which just means it’s ready to drink
now.
But here’s
the thing: The odds of any bastardus unfortunatuses reading Wilder
on Wine are about as high as an antelope reading Cheetah Monthly.
The poor sulfite-intolerant will never learn about this wine.
That’s
why you need to buy it. You need to have it on hand for the next
time a dinner guest comes by and politely insists that s/he can’t
drink the wine. I leave however you want to present this bottle
to them up to you, but an Emeril like “Bam!” would probably
do the trick. “Booyah!” would work, too.
Still, don’t
keep this wine lying in wait for the right dinner guest for too
long. It may taste great but, being sulfite-free, it won’t
age like a parrot. So, if it’s been six-months-to-a-year and
no sulfite-intolerant friends have stopped by for the evening, do
two things: 1) Stop discriminating against the allergic; and 2)
Go ahead and drink it yourself. Even if you’re able to eat
sulfites sprinkled over your breakfast cereal, you won’t be
disappointed by this red.
Cheers,
TSW
WoW
…really excited about wine
|