Posts in the category under £6
In which Old Parn has his pain threshold put to the test, both physically and psychologically, and his concept of luxury dramatically redefined — before collapsing into the embrace of a Wine Society half-bottle.
… is a tantalising, gob-watering Csárdás of a wine that lobs a grenade of tropicality — mandarins, lychees, peaches, the kinds of fruits that ooze when you squidge them — that follows up with an aftershock of dry, icy citrus
… is basically just like my parents’ blackcurrant jelly
… is just the kind of de-alcoholised pick-me-up you DON’T need after being told stories of martini-making for the Queen
… has a fair dose of bitterness and a lot of middle-body. A little like a jaded divorcee who’s let himself go to seed.
… doesn’t play remotely hard to get: extrovert, fruit-laden, immediate
… is the kind of white wine I’m very happy to shove in my face, repeatedly, perhaps even to excess. And at this price, you should shove it into yours, too.
… is one angel that takes a while to grow on you — metamorphosing from an empty disappointment to a rather pleasant gob filler
… scores a little bit lower than a waiter with a funny-shaped head
… has got some chub — and is (perhaps) wearing clothes that’re ever so slightly too tight to be quite becoming