Monday, April 6, 2009

Yellow Tail Shiraz-Grenache

Lush raspberry aromas and a touch of spice. The two varieties come together in a balanced blend with earthy tones and vibrant acidity.

Thorn bushes, stew, and the marketplace. Lush raspberry aromas and a touch of spice. It's a love story. The two varieties come together in a balanced blend with earthy tones and vibrant acidity. Flecks of red and gold flatten themselves underfoot.

A dark forest. Thorn bushes, stew, and the marketplace. A pair of yellow eyes. Lush raspberry aromas and a touch of spice. A smoky distraction in the gloom. It's a love story. There have to be challenges. The two varieties come together in a balanced blend with earthy tones and vibrant acidity. Their pace is slow and even. Flecks of red and gold flatten themselves underfoot. The requisite hooting.

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A noisy and rapacious potion. The requisite hooting. Lots of distractions. A dark forest. Deep undergrowth. A storybook kind of thing. Like there's a house with a chimney. Thorn bushes, stew, and the marketplace. There's a peculiar scent leftover at night. The clang and clamor is as distant as a train. I noticed a peculiar smell in the air, as if something were burning. A pair of yellow eyes. A deep memory. The accompanying grin is invisible. A purple pumpkin without a jack o' lantern. Lush raspberry aromas and a touch of spice. A little leg. Fresh-faced sleight of hand. Bang and boom. A smoky distraction in the gloom. Focus. Keep your eyes on the path. There's reward in the sandy yeast. It's a love story. In fact, it's a love adventure. Gold often comes slowly. Of course the complexity isn't fully realized alone. There have to be challenges. Stonefruit and south. Polar opposites. Cheap and cheaper. The two varieties come together in a balanced blend with earthy tones and vibrant acidity. The little streams of alcohol come trickling down the rocks. The path pushes up against worn leather boots. The voices of the taffy saltsprays die down. Their pace is slow and even. There's not much to fish or oily fish. Their aim is true. Light bounces. Flecks of red and gold flatten themselves underfoot. The finish is bold but done in mosaic. The requisite hooting. A few final notes of wet cardboard and quince. Enter the parlor of the night. Exit pursued by a bear.

Varieties: Shiraz, Grenache
Food Pairing: Strong cheese, bbq meats beef, pork, veal

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