The Sommelier is dead! Long live the Somm!
St. Bibiana found Jesus, was flogged, committed to an institution, and after all that, martyred. A garden sprung up in the Church outside her burial grounds in which a special herb grows that cures mental illness, anxiety, and most importantly for your shaky-ass, nauseous Saturday mornings–hangovers.
Have a happy hydration Saturday morning, you revelers.
After 20 years, seemed like a good idea to see what’s inside of this Bordeaux Blanc. Crispy shallot, grapefruit rind, nutmeg, 10/10 would do this again.
Who is:
Brokewino is a shared Prosecco split.
A barrel tasting of Beaujolais Nouveau.
A snapchat screengrab of the evolution of the Bacchanalian spirit in today’s serious wine drinker.
Proceed with caution.
Browsing Reddit, I came across this bold wine and had to know more about it. It’s made of Chenin and Sauvignon Blanc, both of which often make fruit-driven, friendly wines. The flavors, I’m sure, are appropriately juxtaposed against the Banksy piece that adorns the label. It’s made by Hugo d'Acosta at his Aborigen winery in Valle de Guadalupe, Mexico.
Banksy, who by now is no secret, currently serves the role of international artist who makes us feel still in tune with our artistic inner-self. Sort of like Warhol did, if he was less of a capitalizing asshole. And had talent.
If you haven’t seen it yet, Exit Through the Gift Shop is a cool documentary centered around a dude obsessed with being like Banksy. Or is he?
Oz Clarke tells you what’s up with cheap wine. Do your olfaction right, drink good wine.
Just dreamin’ about being the coolest cat in wine, in a century or so. Gotta start somewhere.
