Radley & Finch Summer Sessions Cinsault Rosé 2018

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I’m tasting the grapefruit-
honey-almond thing in this
one I think.

I can never remember the ingredients,
but this reminds me of a Scorpion mixed drink.

The goofy label and the fact
that this comes from SA had me
skeptical that this would be
“good enough”.

It’s good enough.

Delicious in fact.

The ALC is way down there at a
dancing-in-the-street 12% so
I assumed that there might be a
little sugar in there.

Maybe, but it doesn’t distract.

I’m pretty sure that this is
my first Cinsault rosé.

Now I’m wondering if “The French”
might make Cinsault rosé and if it might
be “drier”.

Let’s see what we can find in
“The Languedoc”.

OK, so that was a “no-brainer”.

Now I have something SPECIFIC
to shop for.

If I can remember.

Wife: Are you talking to yourself
again?
OTWN: No, Binks is channeling
a South African Sommelier.
W: You shouldn’t keep listening
to that dead Weimaraner.
OTWN: But she has great insights.
W: Like what?
OTWN: Like shopping for rosé
in Provence.
W: I’m already packed.

I should be able to remember this now.

Right Binks?

Hang in there.

P.S.

As it turns out, just four days
after drinking this wine, I had
a Provence rosé that I didn’t know
I had in the cooler when I was
drinking this one.

Pretty nice.

Backsberg South Africa Pinotage Rosé 2018

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#2, of the 6 for $60.

Holy Moly.

OTWN: I’m not afraid of
being blindsided by wine.
Yoda: You WILL BE.

And now I’m grovelling
at the feet of OUR wine
goddess in an attempt to
have her pour an ever
increasing number of
surprising wines on me.

Judge: You are charged
with being uninformed,
uninitiated, and otherwise
confused about the complexity
and enjoyability of wines
that can be obtained from
disparate locations on
your planet. How do you
you plead?
OTWN: Can I have a drink
while I think about it?

This insanity started quite
innocently last night as I
was sitting on the “patio”
enjoying the mild temperatures
and smells of cow dung.

My “lunch wine” was of
“insufficient quantity”, so
I decided to “sip” a bit
of SOMETHING before my
requisite bath.

This wine was chosen.

Last night was an
“adjusting period” as
I tried to drink
“just a little bit”.

TODAY, I’m getting
to enjoy this beauty
in its full glory.

And that is, WITHOUT FOOD.

This has to be the
perfect APERITIF.

Why?

Because it is in
no hurry to effect
the desired result.

Lunch can wait, have
another sip.

Sheesh.

But, but, but, what
is the wine LIKE?

This wine is like
the feeling you have
when you wake up and
realize that you have
had the forethought
to purchase wine like
this for the TIMES
THAT YOU NEED IT.

What time IS IT anyway?

I’m hungry now.

Thanks Simon.

And if life wasn’t
challenging ENOUGH, the
question of color raises
its chromatographic head.

MAGENTA???

I just poured the
wine into my lap trying
to observe its color.

YMMV.

Hang in there.