Damned serious wine from a single vineyard, called El Cuchillejo, with high elevation, almost 1000 meters. These are 60-year-old vines grown on grape-loving clay calcareous soils. No pea protein or... read more →
From vineyards south of Madrid comes this hello glou, glou deliciousness— thank you, Alfredo! Carbo. Juicy. Fun. Fun. No-brainer. With gorgeous patchouli-like exotica knit into the tannin. Knock back. Satisfying.... read more →
Alfredo Maestro continues to produce spectacular wines, like this. He is practicing organic and this bottling is from a parcel of vines near Peñafiel in Ribera del Duero. The albillo here... read more →
March 20, 2020
I'm hunting the Leon Trotskys, the Philip Roths, the Chaucers and the Edith Whartons of the wine world. I want them natural and most of all, I want them to speak the truth even if we argue. With this messiah thing going on, I'm trying to swell the ranks of those who crave the differences in each vintage, celebrate nuance and desire wines that make them think, laugh, and feel. Welcome.