Posts tagged with drink on its own
… will show you (yet again) that sherry is not just a drink for your grannie.
… 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.
… 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.
… is perfect for a reception or a party or a sly few mouthfuls before dinner with interesting company. Or even with boring company.
… is a breathtakingly, audaciously barefaced, joyously ebullient, in-your-face cliche of a sauvignon blanc
… will give you a subtly blossomed English caress — but perhaps leave you dreaming of ecstatic frenzy and phallic symbolism
… is exactly the kind of dry white wine with which you’d want to slake your dusty thirst after half an hour’s bypass-trudging
… is Pinot Grigio’s tearaway little cousin — who’s just come out of the sweet shop with a crafty grin on his face
… will zap you with spiced fruit
… is like a character in a trashy romance novel — for drinking now, asking questions later