It was incredibly delicious – I had guests who were eating wings over the sink (“I don’t need no steeking plate!”) – and were raving over the flavor.
In most parts of the country, BBQ season is still several freezing months away, but for those of us in the sunny Southwest, it continues year round. Don’t hate me because I’m warm!
I’m quite the advocate (Wine Advocate … get it?) of cooler temperatures for red wines than what we’re used to. We Americans tend to think that “room temperature” equals “warm.” Kind of how many Americans tend to think that “Chihuahua” equals “cute.”