Posts in the category £10-15
In which Old Parn explores his difficult relationship with authority, his deification of Waitrose, and his peculiar peccadillo for the eponymous Bordeaux sub-region.
Ghemme, Ioppa, 2004. A wine that smells like all those memories you goddamn wish you had. But you don’t. You loser.
Manley Estate’s Pinotage is all fruit and soft curves and perpetual smiling — and I can’t help wishing it’d make me work a bit harder
In which Old Parn’s first guest blogger, Elly Tams, has her knickers charmed off by Prosecco
…is one half-bottle-sized suckerpunch of mouthjoy — the sea-wind bite, the roll of it, the swell of it, the crescendo
… is a wine for rooftop terraces and golden sunshine
… is the kind of wine that probably wouldn’t mind holding onto your parcels for a day or two
… goes straight down the Sauvignon Blanc line. Doesn’t veer off at idiosyncratic angles or bisect it haphazardly like a drunkard playing hopscotch. Oh no. It goes down that line.
… doesn’t have that too-big-for-its-clingy-dress quality that some New World Rieslings have, thank the risen Lord
… triumphantly reminds us that the word ‘fruity’ actually refers to real, honest fruit — not the synthetic sugar-water peddled by oily bell-ends in ugly suits