
because sometimes you just have to dig deep . . .
I love wine.
I have always loved wine. I was fortunate that my introduction to such a fickle sauce, was one of love and care . . . As my first foray into the hospitality business, I worked in a wine bar with a people who knew and loved wine. And after 20 + years being a purveyor of food beverages, I appreciated the divineness that is an after work cocktail, be it a robust scotch, dry martini or wine.
Because did I mention? I love wine.
Over the years, I have collected a small stash of various vintages that I have kept nestled to collect dust indefinitely. However, after the birth of my daughter, my husband and I had discovered that there were some genuinely gorgeous gems in there that were teetering on the edge of becoming very expensive vinegar from the early 2000’s and before.
So in hopes to dash off impending doom and satisfy curiosity, with my love of relaxing with a glass of vino, we decided to invade the dusty bottoms of the wine rack in the corner.
We sprung the trap in Schrödinger’s Shiraz, you might say.
And there births Raiders of the Wine Rack.
I am in no way and expert in wine. And this is not meant to be a tutorial. This is just us, drinking wine, taking pictures for Instagram and giving our two cents . . . which we most definitely could get change for.
Disclaimer: Once the cupboards are bare (and probably before that) I will be taking trips to the LCBO to investigate other pearls to partake in.