Friday, March 30, 2012

Adami Prosecco

Bosco di Gica Brut Prosecco (NV)
Valsobbiadene- DOCG, Italy

So in celebration of me being back to writing about wine (and having a forum for my snarky comments) I thought I'd write about bubbles.

I am a bubble-holic.

Chances are on any given day I'll pick a sparkling glass of yum over a still one.

This is a prosecco that we got by "accident" at work (by accident I mean Emily sweetly asked if she could ship us this a couple weeks ago in lieu of our other Adami Prosecco that they were out of) and I'm really glad we did! This was a real surprise.

This Bosco (as it shall heretofore be called since I can't say many of the other words) was a nutty, biscuity glass of delightful. It has a lot of the characteristics of some of my favorite Champagnes (Shout out Veuve!) and I don't normally find that in a prosecco. In fact I usually find proseccos to be more "pro-whatever the Italian word for sweet is", and flat.

Since I don't have a Champagne budget, this $11 bottle is a great everyday sparkling. Not sweet, but not bitter, the yeasty nutty notes give it real depth and richness. It finishes long so you can savor the flavors after each sip.

I'll toast to that!

Ohhh, and fun fact of the day: Prosecco not only means "dry sparkling", but is made from Glera grapes which are just called Prosecco grapes. Those Italians, making everything so simple.

Bad, BAd, BAD Wino!

I should know better, no, really, I should.

I drink wine everyday.

I always talk about the wines as I drink them, but then, well, enjoying the wine (or simply getting a buzz... I'm talking to you Thursdays) takes it away from me. It makes me feel like I shouldn't be one of those Wine Mag douches ignoring the pleasure of wine just to try to sound smarter than everyone else.

I have a confession...

I went to Napa, and I didn't spit.

In fact, I sometimes got bombed.

And it was amazing.

It also gave me a swift kick in the pants that I need to hop back on the education train and try to get back to breaking down everyday wines for my fellow winos.

Today was one of those work days where you almost jump up and down, grab a bottle of bubbles, and spray it everywhere. Not because I am a NASCAR driver with better hair, but because I got to TALK about wine. I love the nights people want to play, want to talk, and are hungry for more.

In other news, I bought $10 in Mega-Millions quick picks. Yes, I won't win. But if I did, I would spend my life teaching myself and others about wine. Some movie high school counselor said something like "what would you do if you won the lottery? Pick that and do that anyway."

Since my answer would be "grow, make, drink, teach... WINE" (and move back to Australia, and pay off Sallie Mae... but I digress) I guess I should get back to it.

So, here's to an Amador County Barbera and business cards that read something cool.... I'm back bitches, get your palate ready.

[Insert Le Duc reciting "in your face"]