With Old World wines, if you aren't familiar with the region, it can be difficult to actually know what you are drinking.
I currently find myself taking a glass, looking over the sights of The Annapolis Valley in Nova Scotia, Canada. I'm working for Luckett Vineyards; a local winery situated on the steepest fucking hill I've ever had the displeasure of cycling up.
"We all skateboarded together and we did our own thing but, at the end of the day, we'd catch up over a bottle of wine. Similar to going out for a beer with your mates."
By tasting a wine at the cellar door, you forge a much longer lasting memory of that wine - and it'll usually be a memory that you treasure for years to come.
Upon my return to Toronto, the city that I hold closest to my heart (second to Sheffield of course); I have had the opportunity to see how it has changed since I left four years ago. More importantly, I can see the development in attitudes to alcohol.
While we are working hard to break down barriers that can alienate younger people from truly appreciating wine, the worldwide beer community just keeps on growing.
Not all wines get better with age, but it's worth getting it right with the ones that do.
I adore beer, I’m partial to a bit of rum and I have a new-found affection for gin but I don't have the same admiration for them as I do for wine.
She was chatting to every other person she passed as though they were old friends or beloved family members. This feeling of inclusion is one that we experienced throughout the day, whilst talking to a huge number of growers.
Kuckoo started seven years ago in Preston and since then have opened subsequent units in Chester, soon to be opening two more in Knutsford and the mighty Steel City - Sheffield!