Malbec the Incredibly Sippable
I have seen your future, and it is a bright and vibrant one. On the palate, anyway.
Enter, gentle visitor, and welcome to the Madame Esmerelda's domain! Wait! I'm getting a vision! I see that you that you have come with questions about your future, yes?
Whoa, hey, don't get so excited, buddy. I mean, you just walked into a fortune teller's place, you know? I didn't exactly need the Spirit World to figure that out. Now have a seat. Let's chat.
First off, I don't do crystal balls or cards. I find that stuff hokey and contrived, and the same goes for dressing up in colorful scarves and using some outrageous accent. I get a lot of people dingling my door chime who get upset when I don't put on a show, so if you're looking for that stuff, you might want to try Psychic Sally's down the road.
Second, I don't do hand readings, either. In fact, I'd rather not even have to touch you. It's a personal thing and, frankly, I don't want to talk about it with a stranger. You're here for insight into your life decisions, not mine. Is that cool? Cool.
Now take the wine glass in front of you. Relax and gather your thoughts as I pour some of this 2010 Raised by Wolves Malbec for you. Some fortune tellers use tea or coffee for this kind of thing, but I prefer a tastier sort of tessomancy that I can enjoy with my clients. There, now drink up, buttercup. Let the aromas of blueberries, plums, tobacco and allspice help you focus on your future. Allow the subtle tannins and smooth fruit flavors of Marion berry, raspberry, cedar, and dried thyme to...
More? Um, sure, I suppose gazing into a little more of the wine's rich purple color might bring you the peace you need to think on your heart's greatest wishes and... Okay, just a tiny bit more, but that's it. The spirits are concerned about you driving home.
Look, this isn't a wine bar, friend. I need an empty glass to do this. Now I can either spout a bunch of vaguery concerning your destiny at you for your money, or you can pay me for a couple bottles of Raised by Wolves Malbec and head on out.
Really? Oh. Well then, here's your wine. Guess I should've seen that coming.
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