I drank this with a meal of Clams Oreganata and Pasta al Limone, and it was pretty much perfect, IMO.
This week, on the Romance Writers Weekly blog hop, we're asked, "Do you have any favorite or least favorite tropes?"
To these two skeptics, true love is as phony as fool’s gold. But this improbable search for buried treasure could lead to their hearts’ hidden desires.
More than twenty years ago, Claudia Aronson escaped an abusive marriage. She built a secure, stable life, and is now only weeks away from realizing a long-held dream—opening her own art gallery. But her well-ordered world is threatened by the compelling, abrasive man essential to bringing her new venture into the spotlight.
Artist Titus Wilcox is reclusive, nomadic, and passionate. His solitary, drifting habits have fed his creative soul, but played hell with his love life. Soon after he meets the statuesque, seemingly-serene Claudia, however, he feels a compulsion to paint a new reality—with her.
When an antique painting reveals mysterious documents concealed behind its frame, Titus and Claudia unite in a hunt for lost riches—a pursuit that takes them into the remote hills surrounding the fabled gold rush town of Barkerville.
https://books2read.com/RichlyDeserved
Life is more than just the lies we try and tell ourselves about what we’ve done and who we are.
I guess the truth is that I never stopped loving Ben. And I never stopped imagining how different my life might have been if he were only the person I needed him to be, instead of the person that he is. Which is silly, right? I mean, truly; it’s laughable. Because if he were someone else, he wouldn’t be him. And the world is already full of people like that. What good is one more gonna do me?
Besides, if I’m honest, Ben wasn’t ever the problem. That was me. I was never the person he believed me to be. Oh, I thought I was, in the beginning. I tried hard to be, and that worked for a while. Sort of. But eventually I reached the point where I had to make a choice between living life for myself, or for everyone else.
https://books2read.com/GiadaMazzi
Life is more than just the lies we try and tell ourselves about what we’ve done and who we are.
I guess the truth is that I never stopped loving Ben. And I never stopped imagining how different my life might have been if he were only the person that I needed him to be, instead of the person that he is. Which is silly, right? I mean, truly; it’s laughable. Because if he were someone else, he wouldn’t be him. And the world is already full of people like that. What good is one more gonna do me?
Besides, if I’m honest, Ben wasn’t ever the problem. That was me. I was never the person he believed me to be. Oh, I thought I was, in the beginning. I tried hard to be, and that worked for a while. Sort of. But eventually I reached the point where I had to make a choice between living life for myself, or for everyone else.
And when it came right down to it…how could I not choose me?
Giada Mazzi is Living her Best Life
A Games We Play/Whole Latte Love Story
Life is more than just the lies we try and tell ourselves about what we’ve done and who we are.
I guess the truth is that I never stopped loving Ben. And I never stopped imagining how different my life might have been if he were only the person that I needed him to be, instead of the person that he is. Which is silly, right? I mean, truly; it’s laughable. Because if he were someone else, he wouldn’t be him. And the world is already full of people like that. What good is one more gonna do me?
Besides, if I’m honest, Ben wasn’t ever the problem. That was me. I was never the person he believed me to be. Oh, I thought I was, in the beginning. I tried hard to be, and that worked for a while. Sort of. But eventually I reached the point where I had to make a choice between living life for myself, or for everyone else.
And when it came right down to it…how could I not choose me?
So, I'm not extremely familiar with Super Tuscans. As I understand it, they're sort of like the Italian version of a Meritage. Super Tuscans are primarily made with Sangiovese grapes (basically the grapes that make Chianti) mixed with other grapes, typically Italian grapes. In the case of this wine, however, the grapes used are a blend of Cabernet Sauvignon, Sangiovese, Tempranillo, Merlot & Petit Verdot.
The wine is a lovely garnet color, medium bodied, with a lot of cedar-y, toasted oak notes on the nose along with hints of vanilla. The flavor is pure Texas cookout (after dark, on the banks of a lazy river, with a bonfire burning). I taste smoke and leather, fresh basil and lemonade. There are hints of dark fruit, as well, but I can't quite identify what kind. Something juicy but not sweet.
Maybe it's the Sangiovese talking to me, but I think I'd enjoy this wine with wood oven pizza or a big bowl of spaghetti and meatballs.
Unfortunately, I'm still pretty congested from last week's sinus infection, so I can't tell you what it smells like. But it's a very complex wine. Dark burgundy in color, I'd call it soft bodied. Notes of cloves and cocoa, perhaps a hint of caramel, and a very pronounced taste of dark juicy fruit--to me it tastes like mulberry. The finish brings back the caramel and cocoa with a suggestion of coffee.
The tasting notes I've read suggest pairing this with beef stew. I am not feeling that at all. I would pair it with roast pork, with Chinese dumplings, with a vegetable gratin, or possibly dessert.
Over all, it's a surprisingly nice wine. Here's a pic so you know what I'm talking about vis a vis the label.
