So… it’s Wednesday.
Hump Day. There’s nothing in the fridge and we can’t be arsed cooking, so it’s
off to our local pizza joint for a slice. Our daughter loves it here because
they make the kids margaritas look like bunnies. Anyway. It’s October 2nd
– fine and sunny – and we’re having pizza. So Tempranillo it is. La Boscana
Tempranillo/ Garnatxa Negro/ Syrah, actually.
At $22, it’s
a damn fine choice for a mid-week quaffer. Inviting on the nose, natural and
raw, and bright in colour. It’s rich and generous and acidic in a way I think
will cut nicely through the oil in our pizza.
My wife Gina
is an “I like it” or “I don’t like it” kinda gal. Which I love. Makes things
really easy. Enjoying wine like I do isn’t for everyone, and choosing a good
one really comes down to those two options. Either you like it, or you don’t.
There are a million reasons to LIKE a wine. It might feel nice, look nice, have
an interesting or new taste, or look nice in the centre of your table. There
are just as many reasons to NOT like a wine. But that’s not why we’re here.
We’re here for pizza, to spend time together, and to drink wine we (hopefully) like.
dutifully watch Gina have her first sip, and then her second (because you can
never tell with just one sip), while I wait to get the thumbs up or thumbs
I get an up
(sigh of relief), and we get to chatting about what she likes about this
particular wine. She gets raspberry jam (which I don’t – but that’s wine for
you), and a short, punchy dryness that lengthens out into a warm fruity
mouth-feel, which we agree on. I was right about it going well with our pizza,
but as the bottle opens up we change our minds. The pizza isn’t greasy enough
for the acid in the wine.
verdict: La Boscana is a mid-weight and bouncy Tempranillo that would totally
ace a fatty meal like Lamb, Salmon – or even a cheesier pizza.