Anyone who knows me even casually would know that, after about six or seven in the evening, I am certain to be found in the close proximity of a glass of red wine. In fact, during my first pregnancy my gynae allowed me to maintain a moderate consumption, on the basis that the stress caused by abstinence would be more damaging.
I am sure that the company who provide our waiters train their team about my red wine requirement (a glass at the end of the evening, when the work has been completed) before they teach them how to carry a tray.
I’m happy to drink it, but red wine is almost always sold within a couple of years of the vintage. Good wines are nice to drink at every stage of their lives, but it makes a huge difference to have one that’s mature. I say this apropos the 2005 Lynchpin, which is currently the subject of a special offer at Cloofwines.co.za, and seriously delicious. It’s quite a grown-up style of wine, which makes a change from the chunky young shiraz (nothing wrong with that) that seems to find its way into my glass most often.
