FYI-My Experience with Online Wine

Retail has been significantly altered since the implementation of the internet. Because of online retailing, consumers have changed the way they purchase everything, from groceries to evening gowns to auto parts. These changes have swept into the wine industry as well.

Like millions of other consumers, I have done my share of online purchasing, including wine. However, I still appreciate my local wine retailers. They do their best to provide customers with tastings, education and information regarding current and past trends in the wine industry.

I recently read in my local newspaper’s wine column about web sites that were selling wines well below the current retail prices. Since everyone is looking to save a buck I decided to sign up to be notified about all these great deals.

On the same day that I signed up on those sites, I received an email from one of them - Winestilsoldout.com. Their notice to me said that I could purchase two bottles of Duckhorn’s 2006 Paraduxx for $37.00 plus free shipping. Recognizing that this was a really good price, I decided to place my order.

One week later I received my shipment of two bottles, which were properly packaged. I immediately placed the bottles in my refrigerated wine closet ,since they felt a bit warm. I waited another week before opening to allow the wine some well deserved settling time.
I’m not sure if it was the wine itself or the hazard of shipping in the summer heat, but the wine tasted and smelled somewhat maderized. (This is a wine term that refers to wine that has been baked, like a Madera). The nose was a bit off and there was a very distinctive prune finish on the palate.

So, I am going to hold off purchasing more wine online for the time being. When the weather cools down a bit in the Fall I may give online wine buying another chance, but for now I will continue to buy from my trusted local wine store.

Fortunately, there is no "bad" season for purchasing my aprons online.

Have yourself a great wine day.

XXOO

Mrs. Reed

Wizard of Oz and Chateau Musar

Last evening, as I was busily working on my blogging, something went terribly wrong. My, blog was streaming through another site and before I knew it I was screaming for Dr. Alex to come and save me from the computer black hole that was pulling me into its dark and frightening existence. While I frantically kept shouting for Dr. Alex (he was busy watching Larry King interview someone from the Jackson Five) I began to think back to my dear friend Dorothy, you know from The Wizard of Oz.

Poor Dorothy had the most awful experience visiting a very confusing place named Oz. I'm not talking about the current show about a men’s prison called Oz, where the occupants get into all kinds of mischief. This was the real Oz, with lots of little people running about singing the loveliest tunes. Dorothy was thrilled by the Emerald City and admired the good witch, Glinda. But it was a very confusing place for Dorothy and her devoted pup, Toto.

Just like Dorothy, I had found myself trapped in the Oz of the blog world, with White Fang by my side. We were both so afraid that my blog had been captured by the Computer Wizard who lives inside my computer and who had inexplicably seized my work. “Dr. Alex,” I continued to screech. But, he continued listening to Larry King’s interview with Jermaine Jackson. Instead of coming to my aid, he asked me to “calm down and be patient.” At that moment I realized how alone Dorothy must have felt trying to find her way back to Kansas.

White Fang gave me his most supportive Toto look. I knew I now had to be my own Scarecrow, Cowardly Lion and Tin Man if I wanted to save my blog. Moving my cursor to the blogspot button, I clicked to take control of my destiny. Amazingly, there was a help button to click for assistance. I went through all the check points and steps, but there was still a problem. Fortunately, Larry King was now over and Dr. Alex was trying to appear that he was coming to my assistance. Dr. Alex inquired if I still needed rescuing from myself - whatever he meant by that crack! After negotiating a long back scratch in exchange for his computer wizardry, he said “let me sit down and lend a hand.” (At least he wasn’t sitting behind a curtain like the real Wizard of Oz or I would have completely freaked out).

With Dr. Alex sitting behind my computer I felt the courage, love and devotion emoting from from him in my time of need. Dr. Alex now asked me to sit back at my computer, click a button, just like Dorothy had clicked the heels of her jeweled shoes. To my amazement, in a flash I was back in Kansas, and my blog was up and working perfectly. White Fang let out a bark, my, Tin Man, Cowardly Lion, Scarecrow husband received a very enjoyable back scratch and we all lived happily ever after.

I began thinking about vineyards that are situated in challenging locales, also requiring courage, bravery and devotion, enabling us to reap the benefits of their hard work.

Chateau Musar was one of the first wineries that came to my thoughts. Located in the Bekaa Valley, in Lebanon - an area that has seen wars and conflicts for years - Chateau Musar continues to produce wonderful white and red wines. The white wines consist of Obaideh, which is a varietal similar to Chardonnay and Merwah (Semillon). I recently enjoyed one of their red wines, Chateau Musar 2002 Hochar Pere et Fils Rouge. Blended with Cinsault, Carignan and Cabernet Sauvignon, this lovely wine displays black and red fruit on the nose with red and dark cherries, plums and balanced acidity on the palate.

Chateau Musar 2002 Hochar Pere et Fils Rouge

A solid 3 aprons and 2 wooden spoons are deliciously anointed to this wine. Approx. $27.00

Yes, everyday we are faced with challenges of different degrees. If we can muster up our inner Scarecrow, Tin Man and Cowardly Lion and show courage, love and devotion, no challenge will ever be too big to tackle.

When your apron is wrinkled a good hot iron can do the trick.

XXOO

Mrs. Reed

Maybach Materium Wine and Balance

It seems as if everyday we are being inundated with information on how to live longer and healthier lives. Books, magazines and talk shows are continually telling us about anti-oxidants, vitamins, organically grown food, red wine, more wine, less wine, and so forth. It is all so confusing.

Many years ago my dear friend, Lucy Arnaz, was representing a product called “Vitameatavegamin.” The makers of this concoction of castor oil and alcohol proclaimed that it could reduce 10 years off your appearance and add 15 years to your life span. In actuality all it did was keep all of us suckers busy and drunk in the rest room for a lengthy period of time. This turned out to be a very challenging time for Dr. Alex. Unfortunately, he too had been fooled. So, while his waiting room full of patients waited, Dr. Alex was trying to sober up in the bath room. And since Dr. Alex is not really a doctor there were additional issues to consider, which we will leave for another day.

We eventually all sobered up, regulated our digestive systems and learned a very valuable lesson. Balancing your life through nutrition, exercise, smart choices in your lifestyle and a positive attitude is truly the “magic” potion to a more improved life. For awhile it was a tough road for Lucy and Ricky, since they had invested quite heavily into Vitameatavegamin but they did eventually recover and were all the wiser, learning from this naïve blunder.

I began thinking about the magic of balance in every aspect of our lives. Regardless of our gender, age or lifestyle, balance in our work and play is an ultimate goal. This is also true of the wines we drink. The ones that offer us that almost perfect symmetry of fruit, minerality, acid and structure can be a nirvana in our palates.

Recently, Dr. Alex and I met our friends Gomez and Morticia Addams at a local bistro for dinner. Their Uncle Fester had collected some very special wines, which he gave to Gomez and Morticia to share with us at dinner. With great anticipation Gomez poured each of us a glass of the 2004 Maybach Materium Cabernet Sauvignon Wine from Oakville, Ca. We swirled and sniffed and then swirled and sniffed again. We were presented with a deep purple color, spice box nose, silky tannins and a finish that seemed to last forever. This extraordinary wine was perfectly balanced with every nuance we could ever desire.

The 2004 Maybach Materium set the tone for the rest of a our “kooky and spooky” evening with Gomez and Morticia. We never know what to expect with our very unconventional friends. Sometimes the most wonderful things happen when you least expect them. This was a perfectly balanced wine and evening, with the most unexpected of friends. Leave it to Uncle Fester to be our sommelier extraordinaire.

Wine Recommendation:

2004 Maybach Materium Cabernet Sauvigon.

RATING:

5 APRONS & 1 WOODEN SPOON.

May your apron bow be tied with perfect balance.

XXOO

Mrs. Reed

Burbs, Heroes & Antica Terra Pinot Noir

TV Burb life can sometimes be idyllic. Our lawns are perpetually green, our kids are rosy pink, and the smoke from Dr. Alex's pipe always smells of sweet, aged tobacco. The newspaper is always at the front door in the morning and Engineer Bill the milk man (he is pushing milk on a full time basis), always tips his hat with a kindly "Good Day." But, truth be told, life in paradise can get occasionally boring. The fact is that perfection can be lacking in surprises and unexpected joys. . . but not always.

The other day Dr. Alex (who - as my loyal readers know - is not a real doctor) left for "work." As he was departing he gave me my usual peck on the cheek, picked up the brown bag lunch I had packed, grabbed his briefcase and glided out the door. As he was pulling away in our '58 Oldsmobile he waved to me with that usual twinkle in his eye.

Our plan was for me to pick him up at 4:00 p.m., get a bite at the nearby Big Boy, go back to the office to pick up the Olds and get back home by 7:00, in time to watch Mad Men. It was a typical and, yes, perfect plan. . . as usual. At 4:00 I pulled up to the office, which actually is on the Universal lot, just around the corner from Robert Young's "insurance" office. He's a nice man, but he wouldn't know a life insurance policy if he was smacked in the face with one.

As I walked in the door to Dr. Alex's office, there he was, by himself sitting on a chair with absolutely nothing to do. But, what would you expect I would find; real patients? The fact is that the closest Dr. Alex has ever come to curing somebody of something is when he put a band aid on my finger after I cut it with a knife. When he saw a drop of blood on the floor the poor man almost fainted. So, there he was, with his briefcase and newspaper, satisfied with his full day of TV "work," eager to go to dinner.

We were seated promptly at 4:30 when we walked in the Big Boy. "How was your day, dear?" I dutifully asked, as he smothered his fries in ketchup. "Wonderful, dear, simply wonderful," which is his predictable reply. I know better than to inquire further, because it would stretch Dr. Alex's imagination to the breaking point if he had to describe how he lanced a boil on Hoss Cartwright's buttocks or removed a splinter from Theo Huxtable's big toe.

Suddenly, there was confusion all around us. In the next booth Frank Costanza was grabbing his throat while he appeared to be gasping for his next breath. Estelle Costanza pleaded, "Oh my God, Frank is choking. Somebody help him! Is there a doctor in the house?" At that moment I would swear I saw a light bulb turn on over Dr. Alex's head as he proclaimed, "I'm a doctor!"

"Dr. Alex," I sternly whispered, has I clutched his arm. "You are not a doctor. You are an actor. What are you talking about?" "Mrs. Reed," he protested. "I can do this." I've done it on the show before." "Come again?" I asked with stunned amazement. As those words left my mouth, Dr. Alex jumped behind Mr.Costanza, who by this time was turning various shades of blue. He reached around his rotund midsection, connected his hands and, with a mighty grunt that I had only heard when Dr. Alex opens his royalty check envelopes, squeezed as hard as he could. With that, a piece of hamburger, the size of a Chihuahua exploded from the Frank's mouth. Dr. Alex had saved him!

As Frank was being comforted by Estelle, he looked at Alex as he would a god and said, "You saved my life! But what is that on your shoe?" We looked down and on the tip of his shoe was a gleaming red spot of blood that had come from a cut on his right pinky that Dr. Alex sustained as he was leaping to aid the Mr.Costanza. Dr. Alex looked at his shoe, looked at his finger, looked at me, turned white as a sheet, and proceeded to collapse into my arms. So much for his career in medical service, but, for the first time, he was not just my husband. He was also my hero.

Perhaps not as unexpected as Dr. Alex rushing to the aid of a hamburger-stricken Bob's customer, was the delicious wine that I recently consumed at one of our parties with the Golden Girls and the Grumpies.

Dorothy Zbornak served a wonderful Antica Terra, Pinot Noir 2006, from Willamette Valley. The nose presented a lovely bouquet of roses, violets with scents of raspberry jam. On the palate were blackberries, ripe berries, some spiciness and a bit of cinnamon. We enjoyed this 4 ½ apron wine along with Dorothy's famous rack of lamb.

Wherever you call home there can be predictability and the usual status quo. But sometimes when you least expect it circumstances can surprise you and turn a Sitcom Doctor into a world class Hero.

Antica Terra Pinot Noir 2006, Willamette, approx. $45.00-4 1/2 aprons.

You never know what surprises are in your apron pockets-Wishing you only happy finds.

XXOO

Mrs. Reed

Unrealistic Expectations-Jimmy & Opus One 1998

Sometimes things just don't live up to what is expected of them. We see that all the time, from a disappointing performance, an overblown restaurant, or even our initial expectations of people. I recently bumped into my old friend Margaret Anderson (remember her? - the mother from Father Knows Best) while we were shopping for groceries. Well, Margaret is a voracious gossip, who could make Perez Hilton blush with her unabashedly cruel tales.

Margaret, whispered to me in the store, "did you hear about little Jimmy Arnett?" she asked. "No, I said. "I haven't heard anything about Jimmy in years." She then continued on, (almost salivating as she spoke) that Jimmy Arnett was in the slammer. "What, not Jimmy, he was such an angelic child," I responded in amazement. His mother and father were both named Princess and Prince of our town when they were teenagers. Jimmy came from a well known and respected lineage. We all expected Jimmy to grow up to be a professional athlete, businessman, accountant, and if all else fails, an attorney. We never expected Jimmy would actually be the one needing a lawyer to defend him. . . in a manslaughter case.

I was never surprised when I found out that Eddie Haskell was arrested for running a Ponzi scheme, or when Lumpy Rutherford was busted in a pornography ring. But, precious Jimmy Arnett was such a perfect child, or at least that was the hype. I do remember when Wally was 5 years old and Jimmy was 6, Wally wrestled him down for a foul ball at the baseball field. When you retrieved the out of play ball you were given a free soft drink, and Wally was competitive for all the free cokes he could accumulate.

Everyone rushed over to see if adorable little Jimmy was alright, while Wally triumphantly emerged clutching the ball in his hand. I was the only one assisting Wally, while the concerned crowd scurried to assist little Jimmy to his feet. Even though Jimmy didn't earn the ticket, one of the other parents quickly pulled the ball from Wally's little fingers and presented it to Jimmy.

As time passed, there were rumors of home burglaries linked to "Little Jimmy." But everyone said that Jimmy would never be involved with anything nefarious. He was such a good young man. Well, I guess all of that forgiving finally caught up with Jimmy. He was charged with committing a crime and this time there was no "get out of jail" card. Quite possibly, if people had been more realistic about Jimmy from the beginning he wouldn't have found himself in this tragic situation.

Even after I returned home with my groceries, I couldn't help but think about Margaret and our conversation about Jimmy. That evening, while I was preparing Dr. Alex's favorite meatloaf, I decided to surprise him with a special wine to accompany dinner. I thought it would be a real treat to open our bottle of Opus One 1998, from the team of Mondavi/Rothschild. There was so much hype surrounding this particular wine. The partnership of the Mondavi and Rothchild families had created an excited anticipation in the Wine World. I was titillated with excitement of finally drinking this highly desired wine. I opened and decanted the bottle about one hour before Dr. Alex returned after a hectic day of seeing his patients. (Remember, Dr. Alex is not really a doctor, but that is such an unimportant detail.)

We said Grace, (sometimes we say Matilda, Bill, James, any name is randomly called out, before we dig in). By this time I had poured the wine into our best Riedel wine glasses. We swirled, sniffed, swirled and then sniffed again the ruby colored wine in our glasses. There was cherry, plum and some cedar, both on the nose and palate. To my surprise, the wine was actually tasting old and had lost some structure. Disappointingly, the finish was short, not the long, lingering finish we expected. In a way, it was sad, because this highly anticipated wine tasted as though it may have met better days.

Dr. Alex and I continued to dine on our meatloaf, mashed potatoes and green beans. We did end up finishing the bottle of the Opus that evening. As we were enjoying the apple pie I had baked for dessert I discussed with Dr. Alex my chance meeting with Margaret Anderson and her gossip about Jimmy Arnett. In his very doctoral fashion, Dr. Alex announced that "unfounded expectations of an adorable little boy to grow up to be a success, just like the over-blown hype of wine produced from very well known wineries does not always measure up." He then continued to observe that maybe we shouldn't judge someone or something until they have proven who and what they are all about. I am always amazed at how philosophical Dr. Alex gets after a nice big piece of my apple pie.

With all of that profoundness, Dr. Alex put on his velvet smoking jacket, lit his pipe, comfortably reclined into his lazy boy chair, to watched one of his favorite movies, The Poseidon Adventure.

Featured Wine: Opus One 1998-approx. $200.00-2 ½ aprons.

Wishing you and your apron's expectations achieve fulfillment.

Please stop being so shy and let me know your out there.

XXOO

Mrs. Reed

Weinies, Wine & Literacy-in the Burbs

The mercury in the thermometer continues to escalate with the long hot summer days beating down on us. All the fans in our home are feverishly circulating the warm air without much cooling provided. Neighborhood children are out playing ball in the street, enjoying their freedom from homework. Our next door neighbor, Alex Keaton (from "Family Ties") is busy with his sister, Mallory, trying to make a buck selling their swamp-smelling lemonade. Everyone tries to avoid passing by that darn lemonade stand, but it is situated in a location that is necessary to travel by in order to enter our homes. So Alex makes money for the Young Republicans and we all suffer from being forced to consume his lemon faux concoction.

Our other neighbor, Wilson from "Home Improvement" is obsessively using his power drill all day and night. Poor Wilson is still trying to recover from the time he returned home from work to find a "Dear Wilson" note from his wife, Madge, informing him she had run off with her female kick boxing instructor. This was a complete blow to Wilson, who had been oblivious to the ongoing affair and, on top of that, was a bitter homophobic. So, Madge leaving him for another person - let alone a woman - has kept Wilson furiously drilling away 24/7. We're not sure what exactly he is making in his garage, but every few days I leave a plate of cookies at his front door, just to be a good neighbor and hopefully to calm him down a bit.

With the arrival of Summer, Dr. Alex and I have resumed our ritual of reclining in our classic chaise lounges on our font lawn, where we read our books and sip wine. We inflate Wally and Beaver's wading pool and fill it with water so that White Fang can cool his cute white paws. Dressed in our wide brimmed straw sun hats, petal pushers and Hawaiian cotton shirts, we can now slather on the Coppertone. We then pull out a bottle of wine from our refrigerated wine closet and select our books from the bookcase to begin our long awaited summer reading marathon.

Next, I pour each of us a glass of 2008 Groth Sauvignon Blanc from Napa Valley. I picked this up for approx. $15.00. My book is "Educating Peter," by Lettie Teague. At this point try to imagine a three hour time lapse has occurred. I have completed both the bottle of wine as well as the book.

With all the conversation about food and wine pairing I think book and wine pairing should be the next big rage. Actually, my wine and book paring was not what I had hoped. "Educating Peter" is written in a very rudimentary style by Lettie Teague (the author and wine aficionado) describing how she taught Peter Travers (movie reviewer for Rolling Stone Magazine) about wine. This was sort of a Professor Higgins meets Eliza Doolittle -only with reversed genders. In this story, the instruction involved understanding varietals, regions, producers, vocabulary in the world of wine. While there were parts that were somewhat enjoyable, but the book is written in such an elemental style that even for the beginning wine student I found it insulting.

When I finishe the book I give it to the Keaton children next door in exchange for a glass of swampy lemonade. This made sense, as I felt this was a book written for children, who could possibly benefit its simplicity. On the other hand, the Groth Sauvignon Blanc was nice and crisp with a touch of creaminess. I found the wine to be refreshing with some melon and citrus. The bottle provides a nice, hot summer day sipper, and much more complexity than the book. My rating for this pairing: Wine - a solid 3 aprons; Book barely 2 aprons.

With the summer heat continuing to blaze away, Dr. Alex woke up from his nap. Wine, heat and a jucy Jason Bourne book get Dr. Alex napping quicker then a sleepy baby at bedtime. He then wheeled out our trusty charcoal Weber for an evening weinie roast. After bringing out all of our favorite condiments, buns, potato salad and kibbles for White Fang, I ran back in the house to retrieve another bottle of vino. While Dr. Alex was busy doing his wonders with Oscar Meyer, I poured our new wine and began reading my next literary selection.

My next book of choice was "The Battle for Wine and Love or How I saved the world from Parkerization, " by Alice Feiring. Ok, many hours have now past. The wonderful weenie roast and accouterments have all been consumed along with the next bottle of wine, as well as he Alice Feiring's book. While Dr. Alex begins to put out the fire on the tiki lamps and pour the water from White Fang's wading pool (that is now attracting mosquitoes), I will summarize my thoughts on my second book and wine.

This time the pairing met my expectations. The wine was Tablas Creek 2006 Mourvedre from Paso Robles , which sells for approximately $35.00. I am very fond of mourvedre and this is a wonderful representation of the varietal. The wine is actually 90% mourvedre and 10% syrah. The nose is roasted meats, plums and spice. The palate is juicy, with plums currant, leather chocolate and coffee. It is a wine you can pair with stews, pork chops and yes, even Dr.Alex's special weinies. As my little friend at Campbell's Soup always sings "mmmm good." (That little girl should know since she has been forced to eat that crappy canned soup for at least 5 decades.)

Now, the book review: I am sure Alice Feiring is brilliant in her knowledge of wine and wine travels. She kindly shares her genuis with us in this book. But, she is so frenetic in her pacing, instructing and out of control fervor for her point of view that the work lacks a sense of stability. (Hey, I know I am just some sitcom housewife, but I was left almost feeling sorry for Alice). It seemed to me she was so narrow in her need for wine purity and desire to prove Parker a fraud that she lost focus of any kind of serene pleasure. Maybe I should introduce her to Wilson next door. He is consumed with his power drill in the same way that Alice is desperately focused in her compulsion for perfection. I give the wine a perfectly tied bow of 4 aprons and Alice's book, a loosely, dangled bow of 3 aprons.

Oh my, what a day. It is time for White Fang to be read "Old Yeller" for the hundredth time. (He actually whimpers throughout the whole book).

I still need to do some tidying up, gett a good night's rest and then time for another celluloid day in the Burbs.

Featured Wines: 2008 Groth Sauvignon Blanc, Napa Valley, approx $15.00-3 aprons. 2006Tablas Creek 2006 Mourvedre from Paso Robles approx $35.00-4 aprons.

Featured Books: "Educating Peter" by Lettie Teague-2 aprons. "The Battle for Wine and Love or How I saved the world from Parkerization," by Alice Feiring - 3 aprons.

Try and stay cool in this summer heat. Please let me know about any interesting books you've read and of course wines you care to comment on.

Have yourself a great 6 apron weekend.

XXOO

Mrs. Reed

Defending Robert Parker

There are many people in our society who are recognised as being the best at what they do. Using their natural talents these people entertain, educate and enlighten us-and we are all the better for it. These people can also become targets of unfair criticism. This appears to be the case with Robert Parker. It seems as if everyday someone comes out of the woodwork attacking Parker for the influence he is having on the world of wine.


Don’t we all own a Zagat restaurant guide to inform us on what is the best place to dine on burgers and fries? How about Siskel and Ebert, who for years unabashedly told us what movie we should make sure to see and which ones to avoid? I read Vogue so Anna Wintour, can show me what is acceptable to wear for the upcoming season. And when I sit down in front of the boob tube in the evening I have my trusted TV Guide to tell me what shows I need to watch.


So many gurus running around sharing with us their opinions of what to watch, eat, wear and drink. But, I have never seen a book written panning Anna Wintour for undue influence. Nor blog sites devoted to ripping apart the opinions of Siskel and Ebert. And with all of the bad recommendations that come from the Zagat Guides I never hear about boycotting their worthless books.


Why then the blatant revulsion for Robert Parker? I appreciate the service he and any other wine reviewers provide. I look forward to receiving in the mail my new editions of Wine Spectator, Decanter and yes, even Food and Wine Magazine. All of these publications along with Parker online inform me and all of the other subscribers about different wine regions, new wines, updates on the wine world and any other info they deem important or fun for us uninformed to know.


As we get acquainted with our reviewer’s palates we are then aware of what they like and how it fits with our personal enjoyments. I realize Mr. Parker is turned on by overly extracted, high alcohol, big wines. And since I am aware of that fact I can chose if I want to follow his suggestions or turn to another reviewer for guidance.


Oh yes, I know the Parker complainers state that to get a Parker high rating they must produce a wine that corresponds with his requirements, thus unduly influencing the wine market. I realize I am not as worldly, educated or experienced as say, Alice Feiring but as Donna Reed Q Public I say “we are not sheep following our shepherd to the slaughterhouse.” We are independent wine admirers who can make our own decisions without the protected shelter of the great wine purists that think we can’t figure this whole wine thing out.


Don’t worry, I know that I am only a sitcom star but really my head will not spin around like Linda Blair’s character in the Exorcist if I am given too much info. So, all you Parker critics out there just relax the great wine public can spend our hard earned dollars much more wisely with more information rather than less.


Here is what I have been enjoying recently:


Curran-Grenache Blanc 2006-Santa Ynez, approx $25.00- Honeydew melon, tangerine, nice balance of fruit/acidity ratio. 3 aprons


Hoopes-2005 Cabernet Sauvignon-Oakville, approx $60.00-Red Cherry, red currant, plum with vanilla baking spice. 3 ¾ aprons


I really enjoyed both of these wines and would definitely purchase them again. I appreciated the balance of acidity and fruit so that there was not an over powering of my palate.


May your aprons be balanced with a very pleasurable day.


A Sante


XXOO


MRS. REED