Posts in the category £20-40
In which a glass of delicious Valpolicella is pressed into the not-remotely-reluctant hand of Old Parn, and he feels guilty, the next day, for his inability to review it properly
… is elegant and lithe and beautiful and charming as you like — but with that little glimmer of filth in its eye.
… is like the taste equivalent of a massage that makes every single part of your body feel amazing. It’s a perfect, coruscating globe of flavour, tickling every tastebud, expanding to fill every corner of that slavering gob of yours.
… is like a sweet mouthful of ripest autumn — and is the nicest wine to grace Old Parn’s palate so far this year
… will dose up your old-mannish port prejudices with a dose of ketamine (and a creamy macadamia chaser)
… will remind you why celebration is — and e’er will be — fizzy
…thrusts an unapologetic gallicism in your direction