Ah yes.

Romanian Pinot Noir.

I always get a “tannin sensation”
from these.

I have no idea as to what or why.

Maybe they run the skins and seeds
though a wringer so they get every
last bit of “stuff” off/out of them.

This one is “richer” than I might
expect.

The tannins keep it from being an
easy drinking fruit bomb.

Then there is this pale herbiness.

Like maybe a combination of basil
and mint.

I’m having it with free food.

Maggiano’s Mom’s Lasagne.

It’s ALL RIGHT.

To be any better it would have to
have just a wee bit less fennel
(It. sausage?) and the wine would
have to be Barbaresco.

I could get used to the fennel,
but I will never get used to
Barbaresco substitutes.

So…

When I received this wine in the
6/$60 deal, I glanced at the label
and saw “Wine of xxxxNIA Vintage 2017”.

My mind turned the incomprehensible into
“CaliforNIA”.

Oh boy, another WHATEVER wine.

NOT SO.

This wine is a treat and is
recommended to PN lovers.

I just might have the wine leftovers
with chicken thighs braised with
garlic and thyme.

There’s still a few sips left for today and
I AM enjoying each one.

Was there a hint of chocolate in that sip?

Chocolate covered wild cherries
with a hint of mint.

I should get a prize for drinking
ONLY half of THIS bottle.

Or something…

St. Peter: We weren’t expecting you.
OTWN: I suffocated.
SP: HOW?
OTWN: I tried to hold my breath until
I could finish that Romanian PN.
SP: Here, take a sip of this,
it will make you feel better.
OTWN: What is it?
SP: Your leftovers.
OTWN: Good heavens.

Day Two…

I did make the braised chicken
thighs.

Theresa brought home a loaf of ciabatta
yesterday, so I adorned pieces of that
with SmartBalance and let them warm up
in the skillet at the end of the braising
time.

So good.

Notwithstanding the tannins, I actually
found myself trying to “chug” the wine.

Strange.

Hang in there.