Lots of winemakers will tell you about the exact day, and the weather during the year their wine was vinted, and the name of the lady who stomped the grapes. Well, just like them, we have lots of great info to share about our Cab Sauv. This puppy tastes so bold and hearty, you’d think every ounce of flavour was squeezed out of the grape by a wrestler named Dave. Or a team of female Russian weightlifters. It’s big, bold, and juicy. In fact, the best way to describe this is with the title of the Who’s masterpiece of rock, “Meaty, Beaty, Big and Bouncy”. So there.

If you’re going to make great wine, you pretty much have to make a Cab Sauv. So we took on that challenge with everything we’ve got. And here it is. Dark ruby red, and deeper than the lyrics of Pink Floyd’s early stuff. I mean, really. Who the hell knows what they were writing about anyways? Certainly not me. But this wine is something else. Red currants, black currants, all kinds of currants, more currants than you know what to do with. And cherries. Which are really just big currants, aren’t they? But somehow it all comes together in the glass. Serve at: 12/16°C