On the American day of thanks, we Canadians don't pay much attention to the sentiment of the holiday. That was sooo a month ago! We're thankful for the football and the chance to legitimately drink beer at noon, but we've had our toasts and our turkey.
I, however, have great reason to be thankful. I'm the proud Godmother of a beautiful baby boy! The call came late last night from Vancouver (too far from my home in Ottawa, if you ask me) and all is well with Mom and baby.
To celebrate the new little bundle of joy, I'm indulging in a bottle sent to me by the baby's father. The advantage to having extended family on the west coast is that they send me gems not available in Ontario.
This particular wine is a favourite of my Godson's Dad. A peculiar Italian, much like him! It's the Caldora Colle dei Venti Pecorino. To my surprise, Pecorino is actually the grape variety, named as such because grape clusters resemble the head of a sheep.
Upon opening the bottle, I was struck with the aroma of marzipan. Wondering if this was status quo, I poured a taste and was delighted by the deep golden colour and viscous appearance of the wine. Taking a sniff, I was bedazzled by ripe honeydew melon, lively citrus and a curious nuttiness (again, much like him!). This was like nothing I've ever smelled before. As with all good wine, the flavour profile revealed parallel perfection. The mouthfeel was round and ripe and the finish was long and almondy.
Though it would pair delectably with sole almondine, I'm slumming it with crunchy Cheetos. Who makes sole almondine while watching football? :o)
Welcome to the world, little one! And cheers to you all!
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