If you had glasses of wine lined up in front of you – these could be any wine from all over the world – could you pick them?; The region, the grape, the vintage, the winemaking techniques… all from the sight, the smell and a sip? Apparently there’s about 353 people in the world who…
Fighting for the dream
Imagine a girl who could barely move 1.5 hours from home moving to the other side of the world.
A weekend in Paris
So, in case the fact that my job title is “Wine Ambassaor” wasn’t cool enough, my company – Pernod Ricard – has once again showed me how amazing it is. We share a value called convivialité, and it’s a culture that means a lot to Pernod Ricard and something we continually promote. Recently, this was done…
Shiraz & Shenanigans is about to take a pretty awesome turn
The whole girl-who-did-a-wine-course-and-is-now-obsessed-and-trying-to-learn-everything-about-it-while-forcing-her-knowledge-on-everyone thing is about to get way more serious…
I’ll start from the start.
How to be a wine wanker
OMG NEED WATER ASAP – “It’s over-driven by chewy tannins.”
The who, what, when, where and why of opening that special bottle of wine
My partner and I cracked open the first decent bottle of wine we ever bought together last night; A 2009 cab sauv from Tahbilk (Nagambie, Victoria). We were both in uni when we forked out over $60 for the bottle (we’d barely graduated from purchasing $13 goon for punch* so it was a big deal) It…
Drinking wine: You’re doing it wrong
I know, some of you might disagree. You might say Saturday night’s kick-ass dance moves or Sunday’s migraine proves otherwise. Which is actually a pretty good point, so let me re-phrase. Tasting wine: you’re doing it wrong. I recently signed up to an introductory course in appreciating wine. I thought it would make me so…
This is why hipsters can’t have nice things.
You walk in, and HIPSTER smacks you right in the face. I have never been surrounded my so many beards, beanies, checked shirts and artfully mismatched clothing in my life. Oh so trendy, and oh so Richmond. Thank god we were wearing beanies inside; a small token of rejecting conformity.
Bahari, Richmond – great food and great (looking) service
On Valentine’s Day Tom took me to a large renowned restaurant. The food was divine and the atmosphere was lovely, yet I’m not in a hurry to go back. You see, the waitresses were teenagers who had to run off to the kitchens every time I had a question about the menu, and couldn’t even…
The Public House, Richmond
I’m going to say the unthinkable. (A quick sideword to my brother Joel, if you’re reading – stop now. You don’t want to hear this.) I am so over parmas. Call me snobbish but the thought of a slab of deep fried chicken ozzing with cheap tomato paste and oily cheese doesn’t really turn me…
Shiraz & Shenanigans 