In between there will be roaming the California coast from Santa Barbara to Solvang, Paso Robles to Monterey. My cameras and notepads are at the ready, and I’m jonesing for adventure.
As I noted earlier, I didn’t need something from the I-Can’t-Believe-I-Spent-That-Much-For-A-Bottle-Of-Wine cooler. So the Hahn Pinot fit the bill perfectly.
The finish was exquisite, lengthy, and sensual, which gave me a “moment” which the men around me immediately noticed.
I almost never talk about “budget-friendly” wines. But this bottle caught my eye when I was doing research (yeah, that’s it) for another project I’m working on.
It tasted like cherry soda that had passed by a wine barrel while picking up nuances of Skittles.
The official name of the Strip, by the way, is Las Vegas Blvd. And I’m not a “Stripper.” Get it?
There’s nothing cheap at Whole Foods, right? In fact, Whole Foods’ wine prices (motto: “Why pay less?”) are notoriously higher than anywhere else.
The Wineaux Guy™ has an amazing palate, although he’s very reticent about talking about it. He actually talked his way through the tastings and because he was so right on, I really didn’t have any reason to alter our assessments. He’s really good!
Of course, it was 100°F in Vegas, so I guess summer is in the eye of the beholder. Not quite Surface of the Sun temps, but not too far off.
As many of you know, I 86′d George Clooney a couple of months ago in favor of new hotness, Eduardo Verástegui, who brought out my inner Dirty Old Lady. In which I revel.
It’s Saturday night, and I’ve spent the last several hours visiting my mother in the hospital (she’s doing fine, by the way. Flirting with the young single male help. She’s 90 and disappointed that they won’t flirt back), and talking to the Wineaux Guy.