Sharon Bowman
Sharon Bowman
Sitting at my desk of an evening, I took a short break to head to the kitchen and throw a scored duck breast into a pan with a couple of garlic cloves and some thyme.
I opened a 2001 Taupenot Auxey-Duresses red.
What a simple and good thing! The kind of thing that makes you want to write like Ernest Hemingway, in fine, clean sentences.
Good pinot with just the right age, a little floral and light and cherried. So good in that. Another 2001 I like. Another village no one ever drinks, and for what obscure aversion?
This set me back, like, I kid not, 11.
Reminds me of when I was in Volnay in 2005, and an old man was watching the Tour de France. He speculated, "Do you think they're going to let the American win again?"
Yesterday evening, they let the American win.
I opened a 2001 Taupenot Auxey-Duresses red.
What a simple and good thing! The kind of thing that makes you want to write like Ernest Hemingway, in fine, clean sentences.
Good pinot with just the right age, a little floral and light and cherried. So good in that. Another 2001 I like. Another village no one ever drinks, and for what obscure aversion?
This set me back, like, I kid not, 11.
Reminds me of when I was in Volnay in 2005, and an old man was watching the Tour de France. He speculated, "Do you think they're going to let the American win again?"
Yesterday evening, they let the American win.