Wednesday, February 4, 2015

What It Takes







As the tasting regiment has once again begun I can safely say...

Bordeaux has the ability to make me stare, make my mouth water as I watch as they stroke away and flex their big, heavy, swollen wood 

But....

It takes the grace of Burgundy and the Northern Rhone to truly penetrate me. Really nice to feel the wine spreading me open again.

Been a crazy start to the year. Forgive me my silence. Haven't quite come all the way up for air...

But I can feel the bubbles coming to the surface. 

4 comments:

The Passionate Palate said...

Purrrrfectly put!

Samantha Dugan said...

Thanks lady....and imagine my luck, have a Burgundy event at the end of this month and a Rhone one coming in right behind it.
Sexy
As
Fuck

Winey The Elder said...

Can degorgement be far behind? The tautology of want has seldom been expressed better. Mmmmmmm...
WtE

Samantha Dugan said...

Winey,
Hello dear friend and thanks as always for getting me. Got a nasty email on this one, something about how if I wasn't horny I'd have nothing to write about. Stung at first, that was until how sad it made me feel for those that don't throb and leak for wine...poor fuckers. After that I had to laugh, oh maybe I should tackle the never before touched on critics and their place in the wine world now, or 100 point scale....scathing that. Titillating. Yeah, I'll just keep touching myself over here and let the big important people wrestle with the pressing issues. xoxoxox