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Greek wine, let's stick to that

Encounters with wine, krasi in Greek. Vicky and friends, clients with a bottle of mine, a bottle popping in the hands of students and passengers.

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life seen through pink glasses (of wine)

royal flush Posted on Wed, April 25, 2018 12:52:20

Here we
are. Love happened. The Man pronounced the word at the moment when people
started choosing lightly woven garments over cashmere. Because Spring arrived
as well: volumes and doses are being lowered in order to give the full floor to
smiling, seducing faces. It would be clever to discuss this abrupt transition
of ice-cold to torridly hot, but we don’t feel like it yet. Later, promise.

It seems
more pertinent to break one’s head over the bottle to be presented at the first
date. A rosé? Does the Man-philosopher, poet, jazz fanatic “do” brosé*?

Nothing to
lose, so there we go. The Akakies rosé, fully xinomavro from Kir Yianni’s vineyards,
chilled in the bicycle basket. Hoping that neither the warm temperature, nor
the trembling hands, nor the belly butterflies endanger the freshness of the
bottle. The Man, declaring himself a non-connoisseur, discovers crisp fruit, cinnamon,
licorice and acidity. He tastes, smiles and confirms.

Him
smiling, makes the world smile. His appreciation of the wine convinces me.
Within two days, we’ll be discussing the climate change.

*stupid
world for rosé tasted by brothers



Party conspiracy

royal flush Posted on Thu, January 18, 2018 00:05:59

A party organized
by two, I was one of them, was about to become a burden on my friends. During
the first hours I found myself preparing welcoming drinks to the few identified and a
bunch unknown. (Tio Tonic, by the way, cured
a couple of ladies feeling ill upon arrival and made the healthy even more
happy.)
Midnight was approaching and I forced a few copains into a break-away from spicy pasta and fino sherry. I
wanted to gather impressions of wine lovers, not mainly professional somms, about
a juice I just heard of. Presenting Tselepos’ Melissopetra 2016, in festive and
crowdy conditions, it was a gamble.

Instantly the dj was ignored and the small
talk interfered by this Greek gewürztraminer. Royal, lush by nature, much more
than fruit, still elegant and fresh. €15 plus: no discussion! As it was my
first tasting of the Melissopetra as well, I couldn’t really add a
characteristic. Perhaps that the dark smokey undertone makes this Greek worthy
of comparison to Alsace gewurz.

Festivities
would last until 5am.