If I’ve missed it, apologies, but I can’t believe we’ve gotten to 8:30pm on a Friday without a weekend drinking thread?!
I entertained myself by baking a Fig, Marsala and Maple cake this afternoon:
And to chemically numb myself from the collective insanity that seems to be gripping the country, we opened a beautiful 2003 Spätlese (now sold out, I assume because of a favourable Jancis review and it being a low stock wine) whilst slow roasting some duck legs:
The Germans really know how to do a label, don’t they? Sensory overload of fresh petrol and orchard fruit. Floral (quince?) and then just a headlong leap into gorgeous, heady wildflowers and balanced sweetness and acidity.
And for the main event, a 2006 Chave Farconnet masquerading as an Exhibition Hermitage:
Juicy blackberry pastilles. Bacon. A whiff of bonfire. But just lovely balance - miles to go - but really in a lovely spot right now.