I have not posted to the blog since mid-December (I have been counting). I am in Verlorenkloof, with limited access to the internet. I am still on holiday. I have all the time in the world to get lost inside my head, bond with family and friends, while also getting to go on long nature walks. I am surrounded by these green carpet like mountains. Birds, that are foreign to me, chirp away, with their unique vocal chords on display, as I wander.
It’s about time! We have great wines in South Africa, and I am glad to hear that there is a shift in the air for the UK wine drinkers. Greg Sherwood MW, a Fine Wine Buyer at Handford Wines in South Kensington seems to think so.
How Consumer Perceptions Towards Premium South African Wines Have Changed in the UK Over the Past 10… – http://wp.me/p6HVlJ-fZ
You could say that my love for whisky, how I choose to enjoy it, puts me in the ‘whisky snob’ category. Put it to you this way, I will not judge you for how you drink your whisky. Having said that, I will not serve you the whisky I buy, if you are going to put ice in it! This may come across as a ‘not so friendly’ introduction I know, but I wanted to set the ground rules before we venture off into my imagination and tasting notes.
Food can take you on a journey, if the cook has an appreciation for flavours. When you visit a restaurant, the chef can add ambiance to the experience, making the journey all that much more exquisite. Chef Franck Dangereux, is a chef I’ve discovered and grown to know, where the gastronomic experience is different every meal.
I’m not sure if you have seen an Oliver Twist production. When I get excited by good food, I remember vividly, the scene as the cast bursts into singing Food glorious food! Only for them, it was as they could close their eyes and imagine the food, not what was really before them.
This Châteauneuf-du-Pape was commensurate to the day, the weekend and the week! I didn’t choose to celebrate with it because it is a well known French wine from the Rhône Valley. I chose it because I wanted the oldest vintage I had in my wine collection, and it just so happened to be the bottle that meets that very criteria.
Photography is such an interesting art. In my opinion, it’s more of a science, than an art. Particularly if you are not using a ‘point and shoot’ camera. I can settle on the description of ‘its’s an art and a science’ when it comes to photography. The choices you make, when you are the one clicking the button from behind the lens, imbue art with science.
I am a member of a photography club. It’s an exclusive club. Jordan (my eldest daughter) and I are the two members. We love sharing ideas about photography, including the beautiful work that we see by talented photographers. We don’t go on as many photo walks as we would like. With our busy lives, we fail to fit this in. This has made photography projects around the house a viable solution to our problem.
I have written before, about how luck comes to those who take a chance. I sat at my desk, writing in my notebook. My writing, putting pen to paper, serves as a jockey, committing me to my dreams. After I finished writing, and I changed my mode to reading a screen, I came across these words.