Reminds me of the afternoons spent foraging for porcini in the shadow of the great Cyclopian volcano, but baked in the scorching Sicilian sun. Stewed strawberry, sweet damp forest, a zephyr of sulfury volcanic breeze and a surprising, almost cab franc memory of roasted sweet pepper. Tannins that grab your inner thigh enough to rouse your attention but recede so as to not be obscene or distracting. Good bloody juice.
Reminds me of the afternoons spent foraging for porcini in the shadow of the great Cyclopian volcano, but baked in the scorching Sicilian sun. Stewed strawberry, sweet damp forest, a zephyr of sulfury volcanic breeze and a surprising, almost cab franc memory of roasted sweet pepper. Tannins that grab your inner thigh enough to rouse your attention but recede so as to not be obscene or distracting. Good bloody juice.
Dec 15th, 2015
Red fruit, black pepper, tanic - Ron and I like it
Red fruit, black pepper, tanic - Ron and I like it
Nov 30th, 2015
Etna, Catania, Sicily, Italy
