Well hellll, it’s been a lot of years since I wrote a wine review.
What better way to restart it than this ultra beauty, a 10 year old Carinena!
So a WHOLE LOAD OF LIFE has happened since I last wrote in this blog, I won’t go into details here but I do have a sister blog to deal with that.
My first reaction on tasting this wine is OH FUCK I’m so glad I waited to drink this wine (yeah sorry, when all that LIFE happened, a lot of my articulation and finesse kinda died with it). I can’t remember what year I came into possession of this wine. It was a gift from my amazing grandmother. I think we had had this wine already at a family dinner or few, so I decided to keep a hold of this particular bottle for a few years to see how it matured.
Plenty of oak on the nose. Held to the light, the colour is a brown-tinged red, reminiscent of oxidised blood. The oak flavour is very prominent, with hints of old leather, the sort that creaks heavily when you move and smells of a previous life deliciously lived. There are also lingering flavours of blackberry that ruminate on the tongue long after swallowing, slowly fading back to oak. This wine evokes thoughts of lively dinner-table conversation and long, decadent Sunday afternoons.