Have you ever eaten a flower? Have you ever wondered what could possibly be the sheet to Saffron's duvet? Ever wanted all of summer spent by an ocean paradise distilled and poured into a condensation-jewelled glass by an invisible hand that was not only unapparent, but generous?
Twelve-ninety-five friends! This somewhat tortured grape (high elevation, dry weather, intense sun and cool nights) from past-blogged-about Crios (Bonarda) has bled for your sins. Drink it!
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