Viña Pomal 1994
Tasting smoke curling
around my tongue – wild cherries;
I must linger here.
I enjoy wine, but despite drinking it (in moderation, more or less) for 30 years, I can never remember the names of wines I’ve enjoyed. Last night I enjoyed a glass or two of this Rioja, bought at random, and now I have another glass beside me: I may also have found a solution to my memory problem.
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