I'll Have the Blueberry Tart, Please, with Blackberry Jam on the Side
No, I'm not writing about baked goods; rather, I'm writing about three red wines I tasted recently from Villa San-Juliette, located in Paso
Robles. The name sounds Italian, the label is decorous and attractive, but the wines are New World to the hilt: opulent, flamboyant, super-ripe, thoroughly oaked, and with alcohol as high as an elephant's eye. Who dr…
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