This strangely mild weather (Lewes bonfire night will not be the same at 12 degrees!) is disorientating to say the least, so a bottle fitting for a pleasant summer evening is perhaps not quite so dumb…?
Nothing complex or cerebral, but pure pleasure nonetheless. Eton Mess in bottle form, with a twist of spice and gentle herbs too. Creamy texture and nice fizz. It could almost be summer…
Dinner is hake Galician style, and although I would usually automatically reach out for the Godello or Albariño - another Spanish bottle was vying for my attention…
I’ve been intrigued by what I’ve been reading about Albillo Real for some time now, and decided to take a punt on one to see what the fuss is all about. The couple who make this wine work with various old and abandoned vines in different parts of Spain. This is from the Gredos mountains region, not far from Madrid. Bottle is sealed with wax (@Drainhole look away now ) which I actually don’t mind.
First glass is ticking the right boxes. I could sum up by saying this seems to be the love child of Muscadet and Viognier, thought this would be rather crude. But it’s a delicate composition (I don’t like the description ‘neutral’), married to a sort of rounded, honeyed viscosity with medium acidity.
The nose has lovely notes of orchard fruit, wet pebbles, a gentle whiff of blossom and - strangely! - a pleasant note of sea breeze. The delicacy of notes continues on the palate, but everything feels perfectly poised and alive. Tangy fresh apples, chamomile and citrus pith are underlined by fresh minerality and a long bitter almond finish. It’s understated but also very much present if that makes sense. I’m impressed!
Looking forward to reading what you’re drinking (and eating!) this weekend