A square of the fanciest, most intense dark chocolate you can get your hands on Curling up with an epic novel on an oxblood leather armchair Dinner with Cary Grant (or at very least your way-high-up boss) A late night campfire in early September, the smell of the beginning of fall
A chic yet undeniably powerful expression of Cab Sauv: dashing, athletic & nuanced, the kind of wine that seduces you deeply & carefully over the course of a bottle rather than knocking you out in one go with the first sniff (since who wants that???) The nose is like walking into a fancy English apothecary a hundred years ago— dried eucalyptus, sweet tobacco & the gentlest whiff of sandalwood. Darker fruit palate is deep but not lacking freshness, perfectly ripe and balanced by a verdant note of early springtime earth. Velvety cat’s tongue tannins, structured like an exquisitely-tailored Savile Row suit. A food wine that asks all the right questions: adores a great steak, but has the finesse to go lighter if need be.
• Vintage: 2017
• Grapes: 100% Cabernet Sauvignon from Aasha Wines Estate Vineyard
• Appellation: Okanagan Valley Region, Naramata Bench
• ABV: 14.1%
• Acidity: 6.00 g/l tartaric acid
• pH: 3.88
• Aging/Maturation (Fermentation): Extended maceration, 16 months in French Oak barrels. 60% new oak.
• Recommended Drinking: Now through 2031
Open the bottle, and throw it in the fridge for 15 minutes. Pour a glass and enjoy. If you want to get fancy, you can decant this one for 20-30 minutes as well.
THE STORY BEHIND THE WINE
Love emerges in the springtime, like a fresh fire. Crackling smiles from ear to ear, hands intertwined like kindling. Days together evaporate between charming libations and silly stories. Wanting it all but having little ends in emptiness. Time. Destined for futility, foolishly persisting.
Time itself is never easy to understand. It was his fault, but how could he say? Knowing the solution, but proceeding irrationally. Believing he could always have more.
Summer heat sustains the flame that spring ignites. As it ends, so do many things. With effortless beauty, roses wilt, leaving thorns. Elegantly, hands slip apart.
Winter serves harsh lessons for those who haven’t prepared. This one was no different. Maybe he had saved this time, maybe he learned. All he wanted, in time.