Would you believe that the Albariño grape was named “The White Rhino” for its powers of virility? OK... then would you believe this wine was named for a poor farmer named Alberto Bariño who first cloned it in 1823? OK... then would you believe this crisp, spicy Spanish grape that you’ve never heard of is Damn Yummy and you should just Get Smart and enjoy it? Of course you would!
As I gaze at this wine, it's a pale golden color in the glass.
It has a very fragrant nose, reminding me of the fair lass I eyed just last night before we finished ransacking the town and leaving port. Honeysuckle flower, hints of apple, and toasted oak is what I be sniffing here. Aye!
Taking a big swig of this one and tasting bartlett pear, apple fruit, and toasty oak, me hearties. Very smooth across my palate, ya know? Not a large degree of acidity in my humble opinion.
Ah - this hits the spot! A fine wine to be had here, and if there's any we missed left in the port we just ransacked, well, then consider yourself lucky and grab some for yourself.
Until next time, may the wind be at your back, and the skies be fair!