Posts tagged with fruit
A significant portion of which is devoted to a spirited ‘crie de coeur’ on the subject of ready meal packaging, and most of the rest of which contemplates distasteful sexual activities practised upon Russian politicians. I’m up-front about this stuff, y’know.
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
… 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
… will flirt fruitily with your nose, before getting gruff with your gob
In which Old Parn’s first guest blogger, Elly Tams, has her knickers charmed off by Prosecco
… is basically just like my parents’ blackcurrant jelly
… is a wine for rooftop terraces and golden sunshine
… has a picture of a horse on it
… is elegant and lithe and beautiful and charming as you like — but with that little glimmer of filth in its eye.