Wine Fictions

 It is now a couple of months that I am getting a newsletter from a wine shop where a wine from this winery is wrongly written. Fara insted of Fata may seem, and it sure is, a simple typing mistake, but week after week it seems to me rather sloven as if no care is being paid to it. Another example is on this flyer that I have found at a shop where there's a picture of a Shyraz bottle, with a title of a GSM and as a grape it is given Cabernet Sauvignon. Puzzling, to say the least. What about the following?  A complete disconnection between image and content. A wine from Valencia with the description of a Portuguese Vinho Verde. I believe no further comments are needed.  Having recently been busy ordering wine online for a wedding to which I was responsible to do the wine pairing I have come across countless mistakes and texts which varied from a lyrical romanticism to pure carelessness in order to try to feed people's fantasies about what wine really is in a strange cock...

"Decía que la comida acompana al vino y no al revés."  "She would say that food accompanies wine and not the other way round" When reaching page 394 from Aranburu's Los Vencejos  you come across this sentence which has conquered me a genuine smile.  Having felt for a couple of days like opening this Xarel.lo, I have spent quite some time deciding what to cook with it.  After having opened it for a first trying sip, my primary ideas have started to develop into something more concrete.  Its apricot dominant fruit embraced by a pleasant bitter almond which confers some freshness to it made it seducing from the first moment. There are also some notes of conference pear and white flowers. It has a rather light and delicate orange colour. This is quite a clean orange wine that can definitely conquer some more skeptical drinkers when you offer them a nature wine.  To accompany it, I have decided to cook some filled bell peppers with rice, capers, borettane and fi...

 I know that this is a more than recurrent theme in this blog but, somehow, I have no way to go around it.  Literature and wine.  How can literature influence you at the time you are about to decide what to drink? Wanting a wine to accompany a stew to inaugurate the end of the summer around here I went to my basement and made a selection of three wines that could accompany it. It is, for me, not uncommon to make a pre-selection of wines, bring them up to my apartment and see how a certain dish is developing, ending up making the final decision in a more emotional way where the doors to my unknown hidden wishes are opened.  Right, this must have been too much, but it is just how I feel about it.  As soon as I have got home, I have put  a Ribera del Duero Crianza, a Monastrell from Jumilla and this Priorat that was the chosen one to be open on the table. Only Spanish wines, I immediately thought . Not having that many Spanish wines in my private collection I ...