Ode to Yum

There are certain wines you drink that once you finally agree to stop inhaling their wonderful aromas inside the glass and actually succumb to tasting, they will envelop your inner soul. Sure, the palate springs to life with a dance of almost-balanced acid and tannins while big bold fruit and subtle earth wrap themselves around your tongue. But this wine is still a baby. A 2012. I don’t have a cellar, or a wine fridge or a cold basement for that matter, so for the time being, drinking my wines young is probably my smartest move. And while I’m more than pleased I opened this bottle of Bedrock Pagani Ranch Heritage on this frigid Friday night, I’m quite jealous of those who will get to drink this several years from now. It’s a good thing I still have another bottle.