Post by dunedinbhoy on Aug 24, 2004 3:20:57 GMT -5
Was out last night and had a very fine red Bordeaux to wash down an excellent meal, as LB will confirm we had something well worth celebrating the continued good health of my wife. As I’d had this particular wine several times previously I knew that it was really only necessary to taste it to ensure it wasn’t corked, as I knew it would be excellent.
Anyway it got me thinking back to the first time I ever tasted it, about twelve years ago we moved into a large garden flat in a nice part of town, obviously as you do I observed the neighbours over the coming weeks, I noticed this couple two doors down and thought them a bit uppity so to speak, the Mercedes with the personalised plates did it. Well as happens you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover and a few weeks later I bumped into the guy coming out of Tynecastle after a match; we then ended up drinking in the same pub later that night and he seemed a great bloke a bit of a raconteur actually.
Well a few weeks later we were passing his house and they were sitting in the garden having a couple of drinks they invited us in and we had a few beers, as it was early evening and getting a little colder we moved in doors, he then asked if I’d care to try this particular red wine, which was a bit like asking ‘Do bears s**t in the woods’, well he starts to tell me how he’s related to the family behind the wine and goes into great detail about there history etc, as you would imagine I’m more than impressed and I’m sure that he must have a cellar in the house full of fine wine from his family vineyard, which is completely stupid looking back is we lived in identical flats but I thought someone like him would probably have a cellar made.
A few weeks after we again bump into them in the local pub, this time however he’s with his brother, as conversation does we end up discussing the merits of various things and the subject of wine comes up, I immediately congratulate the brother on the great wine that I’d got the other week. He looks bemused turns to the first brother and says what s**te have you been talking now; he looks rather sheepish as his brother explains that the only family connection is the name and in fact he’d bought it from Safeway’s. I later realised why I’d never noticed it previously, as it was stacked with bottles ranging from £8 - £10 way above my budget.
Anyway if you see it try it as it is excellent.
P's another time he told me about his revolutionary cousin from Argetina
Anyway it got me thinking back to the first time I ever tasted it, about twelve years ago we moved into a large garden flat in a nice part of town, obviously as you do I observed the neighbours over the coming weeks, I noticed this couple two doors down and thought them a bit uppity so to speak, the Mercedes with the personalised plates did it. Well as happens you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover and a few weeks later I bumped into the guy coming out of Tynecastle after a match; we then ended up drinking in the same pub later that night and he seemed a great bloke a bit of a raconteur actually.
Well a few weeks later we were passing his house and they were sitting in the garden having a couple of drinks they invited us in and we had a few beers, as it was early evening and getting a little colder we moved in doors, he then asked if I’d care to try this particular red wine, which was a bit like asking ‘Do bears s**t in the woods’, well he starts to tell me how he’s related to the family behind the wine and goes into great detail about there history etc, as you would imagine I’m more than impressed and I’m sure that he must have a cellar in the house full of fine wine from his family vineyard, which is completely stupid looking back is we lived in identical flats but I thought someone like him would probably have a cellar made.
A few weeks after we again bump into them in the local pub, this time however he’s with his brother, as conversation does we end up discussing the merits of various things and the subject of wine comes up, I immediately congratulate the brother on the great wine that I’d got the other week. He looks bemused turns to the first brother and says what s**te have you been talking now; he looks rather sheepish as his brother explains that the only family connection is the name and in fact he’d bought it from Safeway’s. I later realised why I’d never noticed it previously, as it was stacked with bottles ranging from £8 - £10 way above my budget.
Anyway if you see it try it as it is excellent.
P's another time he told me about his revolutionary cousin from Argetina
