Miles: "It tastes like the back of a fucking L.A. school bus. Now they probably didn't de-stem, hoping for some semblance of concentration, crushed it up with leaves and mice, and then wound up with this rancid tar and turpentine bullshit. Fuckin' raid."
After receiving a 5-0 FIFA thrashing and subsequently having to post a public Facebook apology, I presented everyone with a bottle of Gran Villa, Navarra.
For beginners, wine just smells of… well, wine. But I promise you; people who claim to smell notes of melon, black pepper, apple and freshly cut grass in their glass of Sauvignon Blanc aren’t bullshitting.
Beer! Glorious beer! What a revival the beer industry has had. It’s amazing to see all of these independent breweries popping up and challenging what we know about the beer industry.
Normally, the only wine segment typically shown on TV is during Saturday Kitchen, or something similar, when someone is walking down an aisle in Waitrose or Majestic.
Fish fingers, tomato ketchup and a hint of butter, sandwiched between two soft slices of cheap, no-nonsense white bread. Is there anything wrong with admitting that you bloody love it?
Wined Up 