No one really knows the origins of the Masters of Wine. Mythos suggests that it was in medieval Scotland. Their ranks have included Juan Sanchez Villa-Lobos Ramirez; an Egyptian with a Spanish name and thick Scottish accent and a Scotsman played by a Frenchman. The wine trade is nothing if not inclusive. MW’s famously engage … Continue reading There Can Be Only One
I have, on occasion, found myself stranded. Usually on the wrong side of town. The sensible things would be to ask for directions but being male, I am genetically prevented from doing so. Tonight, not on the wrong side of town but instead at home, I find myself not so much stranded as Strandveld(ed). Strandveld … Continue reading Stranded With A Beach Potato
The time has finally come. Many said it would never happen, that it was not possible. NASA commissioned a feasibility study and the results were not promising. Yet here we are, that once thought impossible has been made possible. Yes, I am posting about a bottle of wine that is not from Argentina. Hold your … Continue reading Even Soil Needs Rehab Sometimes.