I was left speechless when a wine enthusiast said, “of course, Marlborough sauvignon blanc has no terroir.”
Anything less than an audible crack as the spoon hits the toffee top is a letdown.
As the mercury climbs, nothing beats a cool, crisp glass of riesling.
Gewürztraminer from three NZ wine regions landed on my tasting table recently.
I look at three regions that are doing well with the signature Spanish grape tempranillo.
The question on everyone’s scalded lips is how the hell do they get the soup inside?
This trio from Tapanappa demonstrates why Australian chardonnays are some of the best in the world.