The whole Kensington wine community is drinking Whispering Angel, or so it seems. Jeroboams are tweeting about it, my friends have it in their houses, Whole Foods had it on offer… yet still I hadn’t tried it.
I’m not a big rosé person really, but sometimes in the summer you want something in between white and red. And the other day my friend came over, and I asked her what kind of wine she wanted, and she said ‘pink’. So I went to the corner shop and picked up a bottle of Whispering Angel’s The Palm, based purely on the label. Read more
I have several favourite wine shops in London, and unfortunately Jeroboams just opened a new branch on Kensington High Street, which means I’ll have to split my loyalties four ways instead of three. Currently they’re divided between Huntsworth Wines on Kensington Church Street, The Good Wine Shop in Chiswick, and Your Sommelier, who get bonus points because they’re an online shop who deliver to the door.
Tastings-wise, I normally stick with La Cave à Fromage in South Kensington: they pair excellent cheeses with good wines. Their truffle cheese event a few weeks ago was epic.
I hadn’t been to a tasting at The Good Wine Shop before, so I wasn’t sure what to expect. But I couldn’t resist something that used this as their event picture, so I signed up and went along. Read more
I grew up in French. It’s my mother tongue, my first words were in French (“non” and “cheval” if you’re interested), and for about ten years I lived at least 70% of my life in French.
But I’ve never been to France. This is particularly ridiculous because I live in London, and I’ve been on the Eurostar several times, so I’ve been through France on my way to other countries on at least six occasions, but somehow I’ve never stopped off there. Read more
I’m generally a Bordeaux girl (left bank, specifically), but I went to Tuscany recently and discovered some rather exciting wines there, courtesy of Enoteca Pitti Gola e Cantina.
I also had a very nice Barolo from Huntsworth Wine a while ago, which added to my enthusiasm for Italy. So when I discovered that Jeroboams in Holland Park was having a sale on all their Italian wines, I decided it was a sign from the universe and I went along to buy a Pio Cesare. Read more
I was in Florence for work recently, and boy did I fall in love with the city. Beautiful architecture! Ornate antiques everywhere! Excellent food! A café that specialised in truffles! Fine wines! Scenic views! A quiet river just outside the city where I could sit and chill out undisturbed!
It is my new favourite city, and there are many reasons to pay it a visit. One of them is the wine club, properly named Enoteca Pitti Gola e Cantina. Read more
I usually buy my wine from wine shops or online, but I was in the supermarket a while ago and they seemed to be having some sort of goth wine theme, so of course I had to try them.
One was Apothic’s Dark blend, which I’ve wanted to try for ages but which hadn’t been easily available in the UK until now. The others were wines I hadn’t heard of before. Read more
I’m not normally a white wine person, but I was in a hotel the other day and the minibar was calling to me, and I wasn’t feeling particularly enticed by their red option. So I popped open (well, unscrewed) the white from the mini-fridge and took it into the bath with me. And thus began a very happy evening which ended with me dining on pigeon wellington in their rather swish restaurant.
But I’m getting ahead of myself. Read more
A friend brought this back from Australia with him, which made me think it was an Australian wine, but it’s actually South African. It’s made by Adi Badenhorst, who has a reputation as a Rhône lover which shows up in this blend. Read more
On December 4th 2017 I was finally discharged from hospital. The surgeon checked me over one last time, pronounced that I was healing “remarkably well”, and told me I was allowed to do everything I’d been missing out on for the past ten months.
“Everything?” I asked.
“Everything” he replied.
“I can even drink alcohol?”
He said I could.
So I left the consulting room, ecstatically texted my friends to tell them I was finally allowed to socialise again, walked out the front door of the hospital, got on a bus… and immediately went to the wine shop. Read more
I’m a bit of a wine snob, let’s get that right out there in the open. My monthly wine budget is equal to my monthly food budget, and often I actually end up spending more on wine than on food. Almost always when I go out for dinner, I’ll order wine that’s more expensive than the main dish.
Having said that, it’s not necessarily true that the more you pay for a bottle (or glass) of wine, the better it’ll be. And I’ve been promising my mother that I’d put together a guide for people who don’t want to spend a shitload of money every time they want a nice red to go with dinner. So here it is. Read more