Since I got my book up on Amazon earlier this month, G and I have been celebrating by opening good bottles of wine at night. Not that we intentionally open bad bottles, but we have been spoiling ourselves a little. (It helped when he found some great deals on some of our favorite wines online.)
We’ve also been drinking less, so we can justify drinking a more expensive bottle. 🙂
Here is a new wine we just discovered:
Poizin – “The Wine to Die For.” We opened a 2010 Zinfandel. It hails from Armida Winery in Sonoma County, California. G read the back of the bottle to me while I was getting dinner ready.
As she stands in the clearing the cold wind dances through the trees, swirling her golden mane over her diaphanous, silken black gown.
“What the hell does di-a-phan-ous mean?” he asked. I stopped what I was doing and looked at him.
“What the hell are you reading?” I asked back. “It means transparent.” He went on:
The full moon melts into the paleness of her skin. As she stirs the cauldron of zinfandel she chants an other worldly incantation. From vials as old as the echoes of time she adds minute pinches of her ancestry. Her slender fingers rub together as the grains fall, releasing their magic as they touch the fermenting must. On her face is the look of both good and evil, of love and hate, of life and sex and all that stirs you. What is this unearthly potion? It is Poizin, the wine to die for.
“Well okay then, let’s try it!” I said enthusiastically.
It was fabulous! Very fruity on the nose, smooth and rich going down. Chocolaty, even. We both really liked it. And at around $25, it’s affordable.
Ours didn’t come in a coffin, but check this out:
Try it and let me know what you think!
this wine put me on my ass when I had it…it could have had something to do with the “fasting” I was doing when I drank it….now when we see it in the grocery store my husband and I say its name in a low throaty tone, it is our little joke..good wine though