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Oh. My. God. If every red wine I had ever tasted was like this, I would never have touched a white.
Like a NeverEnding-Gobstopper it changed all night long. One thing out of the bottle, and minutes later it was different. We had it with a peppered steak with brandy cream sauce-- I'll let our resident wine expert explain how it tasted on his blog, but it was incredible heady stuff. And then later, with our cheese course, there was something difficult to identify in the back of the nose.
"Eucalyptus!" I said triumphantly. Sean's wines sit in his backyard in a lovely grove of Eucalyptus trees near the cliffs that overlook Bolinas Bay.
Life is good...
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