Thirst for Wine
Blood red, purple, white, daintily rose, prickly sparkling, I am a vampire for Italian wine. From the steep sloping mountain vineyards of the Aosta Valley, down through the coastal plains of the Adriatic all the way to the volcanic terrain of Mt. Etna and Vesuvius....Etna Rosso, Vino Nobile di Montepulciano, Torrette, Orvieto Classico. Dense, rich and jammy or severely tannic clinging to the gums and palate with that certain telling bite.Vino, just by itself or with some glorious stinking cheese!