At this point in my life, every hour brings a fresh reminder of my dwindling mortality and how things that were once fresh and exciting are now being compressed down into the ground of time, buried under new dirt and dust which will eventually join us.
In my doe-eyed years of youthful stupidity, I refused to
touch any Malbec which wasn’t from Argentina or France. Everything else felt
like a poor imitation. Why listen to Goldfinger or Pennywise when there was
Minor Threat or Negative Approach? Time remedied this level of stupidity and
close-minded behavior, but it took a lot of work. So at one point a New Zealand
Malbec would be ignored or consumed as a way to pass time between heartaches and
low-paying jobs.
I’m still not sold on New Zealand wines, but I do love the country and its
approach to nearly every aspect of life. I liked this wine. It was full of
spiced fruit on the nose which turned to notes of chocolate and cherry on the
palate. The finish was on the dry side and decant this one for about an hour
prior to drinking.
Progression from idealism to cynicism happens with experience and growth. But
that doesn’t mean close-minded approaches are the best. They’re the worst.
Daniel Brennan Wines
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