(I'm sweating my face off, in other words).
Enough whining.
More wine-ing instead please! Wines I have slurped this weekend:
- On Friday: P cracked open a bottle of pinot noir we bought at a tasting some seven years ago - oh man, that ages us! We were the youngest people at the tasting, I promise. I wish I could remember the name so you can take the recc, but after a couple of gins and half a bottle of pinot while wandering after kittens in the garden and then watching Federer/Nadal at the Aussie Open, my recall ain't so good. Also, I am old. These things happen. Bloody delicious, in any case.
- Saturday: Kim Crawford Pansy during the cricket. Not the tastiest rose in the world, but great name and wonderful for a hot evening. Serve chilled, but not too cold.
- Sunday: Morton Estate IQ7 sparkling. This was delicious and is a steal in NZ supermarkets at the moment, I highly recommend it. Also, I quite like drinking Morton Estate because they have a vineyard right down the road from my mum and dad. There is a lovely sign that uses river stones to say 'Morton Estate' on a slight rise as you approach the vineyard. Some clever clogs pinched the stones from the T in that sign once, and I giggle every time we drive past or pick up a bottle from their cellar door (which in fact is miles away on SH22 near Katikati, where my grandparents used to live. Yes, I can find my way around the North Island by vineyard navigation, sadly).
And yes, I am a terrible boozehound who feels guilty but HOLIDAY WEEKEND I deserve it, right?! (Please validate me. Please)
Hey, how's that for some lifestyle blogging? If your lifestyle is wine-soaked, that is. OH, WAIT, I NEED A PICTURE to support this review:
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| LIKE FATHER, LIKE DAUGHTER ALSO, SEE WHAT I DID THERE? GRATUITOUS KITTY PIC FEATURING WINE. SHAME ABOUT MY HULK-HAND |
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