Several months ago, I had Pacific Rim Dry Riesling for the first time. One sip and I loved it. I try to keep a couple of bottles on hand for when I don't know what I want.
Last weekend, Wine Snob Hubby prepared bacon-wrapped fillets. He had his with a Tobin James Merlot.
Going against all that wine snobs around the world hold dear, I had my dry Riesling. And loved it.
The meat was tender and flavorful, almost delicate, in spite of being beef. The light fruit essence made the beef even more melt-in-my-mouth delicious.
Which brings up a discussion WSH and I had last week.
He's reading The Wine Bible by Karen MacNeil. In it, MacNeil says that it's a fallacy that if a wine tastes good to you, then it's good. She argues that there are objective parameters and conditions a wine must meet to be considered good.
I understand what she's saying. I think. And I look forward to learning those parameters and how to apply them to what I like.
I know I like the dry Riesling with bacon-wrapped fillets.
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