Flying Solo Grenache Blanc 2015

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.  Continue reading “Flying Solo Grenache Blanc 2015”