July 25, 2013 § Leave a comment
Don’t follow the grape. Don’t even follow the region. Follow the actual spirit of the thing. I love acidity-laced wines with huge mouthfeel. That’s my spirit-center: wines that are both ringing with juicy snap and grounded with luxe-y heft. Spätlese as a way of life. Rare.
Prayers answered: Huet Vouvray and Kiràlyudvar Tokaji. Spiritual cousins. White wine for grown-ups. Read on.