I doubt that you recall, but when I was first looking for a white Z around a year ago, I could not find any Zibibbo. On that occasion I settled for a Zenit, which was nice, but this time who should come to my rescue but the now famous Tring branch of M&S Simply Food.
Week Z (2015) Zibibbo, Terre Siciliane. 2013 M&S £8.
As I noted (somewhat disparagingly I now find. Sorry) Zibibbo is the Sicilian name for Muscat of Alexandria and I wrongly believed that type of Muscat to be inferior.
This wine is a bargain.
I have discovered that eight of your English pounds buys you a happy wife, assuming that you wife likes full flavoured, aromatic, flowery and honeyed wines.
It also made me happy, but only briefly as I had made the schoolboy error (schoolboy style, I am not encouraging underage drinking. Oh, no. Not me. I never did) of only buying one bottle and opening that in the company of friends, half of whom came from the distaff side. That meant that out of chivalry I felt compelled to drink the, er, well made light and simple red wine (read 'perfectly acceptable, but mind-bendingly uninspiring') that needed to be put out of its misery and make space in my cellar (cupboard).
Made to be drunk young this is enjoyable with or without food and despite the middleweight alcohol is not to be consigned to the 'chill the buggery out of it and drink it with a picnic' list that so many inexpensive whites warrant.
I expect I may well buy a few of these to have on hand when the occasion is right or the mood strikes, but at this price and given it is intended for early drinking there's not much point in holding stock. The only risk is that it will prove as hard to find next time I want a bottle as it was when I couldn't find it last year. I'm counting on you M&S, don't let me down,
Week Z (2015) Zibibbo, Terre Siciliane. 2013 M&S £8.As I noted (somewhat disparagingly I now find. Sorry) Zibibbo is the Sicilian name for Muscat of Alexandria and I wrongly believed that type of Muscat to be inferior.
This wine is a bargain.
I have discovered that eight of your English pounds buys you a happy wife, assuming that you wife likes full flavoured, aromatic, flowery and honeyed wines.
It also made me happy, but only briefly as I had made the schoolboy error (schoolboy style, I am not encouraging underage drinking. Oh, no. Not me. I never did) of only buying one bottle and opening that in the company of friends, half of whom came from the distaff side. That meant that out of chivalry I felt compelled to drink the, er, well made light and simple red wine (read 'perfectly acceptable, but mind-bendingly uninspiring') that needed to be put out of its misery and make space in my cellar (cupboard).
Made to be drunk young this is enjoyable with or without food and despite the middleweight alcohol is not to be consigned to the 'chill the buggery out of it and drink it with a picnic' list that so many inexpensive whites warrant.
I expect I may well buy a few of these to have on hand when the occasion is right or the mood strikes, but at this price and given it is intended for early drinking there's not much point in holding stock. The only risk is that it will prove as hard to find next time I want a bottle as it was when I couldn't find it last year. I'm counting on you M&S, don't let me down,
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