Priests + Persimmons: Pairing a Spanish White with a Deadend Date

It’s few and far between that any wine leaves a bad taste in my mouth, especially when it’s something as delicious as this Can Feixes, from Spain. But when you get, you know, scorned or something by no less than *ahem* a priest, well, bad taste is all you have left. (Disclaimer: he was Episcopalian andContinue reading “Priests + Persimmons: Pairing a Spanish White with a Deadend Date”