Happy 2015! With the bangs of Edinburgh's New Year's Eve fireworks still ringing in our ears, what better time to ponder the providence of good wine? And not just any wine, but the wine we shared at our wedding table. Honestly, I was far to excited to be drinking red wine! I was guzzling down gallons of delicious crisp elderflower champagne. But where's the story in that? Let's instead imagine I was quaffing barrels of the finest Bordeaux till the wee hours of the morning...
|The Family, St-Emillion|
|Inspecting the vines|
|This is the beast said farmer turned up in!|
We aren't a family to give up easily on a mission (...I'm looking at you Mont Ventoux!), we pushed on to find the real deal and piled back into the car! The next Bel Air was the right one! And it was gorgeous. A modest 'Chateau' with lovely proprietors and a puppy (who doesn't love a puppy?!!) who showed us around the workshop. The huge vats and barrels holding the 2013 and 2014 wines, 2012 bottled up into hundreds of bottles nestled in the warehouse and waiting to be dispatched. The labelling machine was maybe my favourite thing - very cool and so functional, this was not a tourist attraction, but a real business.
2009 had all long been sent off to their clients, but we sampled some of the later years. We may have made a purchase of a few too. :p Actually we picked one from each subsequent year, to be added to our wine rack until ready to drink - That'll be our anniversary tipple sorted for the next 4 years then!! :)
A lovely experience and wonderful to feel yet an extra connection to our wedding wine. So next time in the off license picking out a wine, desperately trying to look like I know what I'm doing...any recommendations? If not, I'll know exactly what to pick!