Posts tagged with medium bodied
… will help you avoid meting out acts of equine violence should you be confronted with the prospect of a Pinot Noir Twitter shindig
… is a happy wine. And the perfect stimulus for a collaborative essay about contemporary art
… conspicuously lacks the dance, the verve, the pizzazz — in both its label and, alas, its taste
… 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
… will give you a subtly blossomed English caress — but perhaps leave you dreaming of ecstatic frenzy and phallic symbolism
… is stuffed with more fruit that a small child at a pick-your-own fruit farm. But matures a hell of a lot more quickly
… will light up all the buzzers on the pinball table of your palate. For under a tenner.
… won’t blast you with fruit & veg like some crazed pyromaniac greengrocer. No; it’s lean, discrete, introverted. And in disguise.
… will tantalise you with an all-too-fleeting whiff of bubblegum before becoming thoroughly reasonable, easy and — perhaps — a bit less racy than its Nakedness might have you wish for
… a Naked wine that’s like silk wrapped around a slightly splintery wooden post. Does that sound sexy to you? Eh?