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- Written by Nicholas Breeze Nicholas Breeze
- Published: 13 August 2009 13 August 2009
On Tuesday of last week I was smoldering my way through west London, the aghast biological thermostat being tempered only by dripping perspiration when I hit upon an idea. In order to cool and refresh my evaporating carcass I thought it would be wise to nurse it from within with some Fine Wine .
Thus I entered the store of Jeroboams on Holland Park avenue and gandered my keen eyes over the chilled wine selection feeling a thirst for something not overly fruity but with plenty of grip and cool fresh acidity.
I found all this (with a little assistance from the knowledgeable staff) in the 2006 URZIGER WURZGARTEN, Riesling Spatlese, Dr Loosen, Mosel at £22 a bottle.
Beautiful crisp minerality with gentle soft citric fruits paved the way to restoration. My body temperature cool, my mind soothed, there was nothing more to do but go home and relax.
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