Blasted Church Sauvignon Blanc
Perhaps I was just feeling unimaginative yesterday, but curiously enough, for the first time, ever, I wound up drinking a wine that I can only best describe as tasting like grapes. To be more precise: it tasted like tangy, green grapes. But grapes nonetheless.
I can’t say all that much more about the Blasted Church Sauvignon Blanc. There was faintly noticeable lime undertone. The aroma was unremarkable. Indeed, it was a totally inoffensive, boring, easy to drink wine. I can’t help but compare it to the shift in the art around Granville Island as the Olympics are undergoing: innocuous, unstimulating, and friendly to everybody.
And so, I would recommend it quite simply as perfect for that dinner party. You know, the kind where you need that safe pick. The wine that nobody will hate. It’ll do.
