The topic of wine is never very far from my conversations, as people from all walks of life love to talk about it.
I was confused. I’d picked up a bottle of Brancott Estate Merlot and spotted ‘Hawke’s Bay’ on the label.
An enjoyable dinner at Sydney restaurant Kensington Street Social recently was marred by the fact that my group was charged for tap water.
An increasing number of cellar door outlets now charge for wine samples.
I get frustrated when I see a sweeping disclaimer on the bottom of a wine list simply stating that ‘vintages are subject to change’.
Wine-Searcher featured a story by James Lawrence suggesting that Dom Pérignon is devaluing their brand currency by declaring too many vintages.
To an Aussie chap used to paying $25 for a haircut, the grooming room at Ted Baker’s menswear shop ain’t exactly cheap.
I’ve just spent two days re-packing my cellar. It was getting impossible to move in there.
Auckland supermarkets are no longer allowed to stack empty wine cartons near the checkout area.
I question the use of sub-standard imported wines when local wines can offer better value.