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What’s up winos, your weekly installment of me, coming in hot!

How u been? U good? I’ve been better, as has my boiler. Spent all day Sunday fixing (read: watching someone else fix) that flighty little minx. Fingers crossed my landlord is gonna hit me back for that one, otherwise I’ll be drinking wine from a box for the rest of the year.

Assuming your boiler is in good nick, you’ve probably got plenty of spare cash to splash around. Just as well, coz I’ve got some bangers for you today. First up: Si Tu Sais. Patrick and Sara are actually British ex-pats living the dream in Burgundy (how does one achieve this? Send tips plz) with their micro-negoce project, sourcing only the best fruit from only the most trusted growers before vinifying it in their own inimitable way in their cellar in Chamilly. The house style here is crisp, acid-driven and lifted. Have you ever seen a more beautiful collection of words? No, you haven’t. Quantities are predictably tiny, so don’t be sleeping on these. Get around them here.

Moving in a westerly direction now, a juicy little top up from the king of Sauvignon Blanc, the one and only Dagueneau. Cuvee Silex from 2016 this time, which we’ve kindly pre-aged for you. Don’t mention it, seriously. A newbie too from Roagna, who need no introduction - the humbly labelled (and priced) 2015 ‘Langhe Rosso’, practically a misnomer when you consider the fruit came from top sites in Barolo and Barbaresco. I <3 technicalities.  

Now onto the very topical region of Beaujolais. New arrivals from Yann Bertrand, who was mentored by Jules Chauvet’s right hand man. Three degrees of separation, perhaps, but still, can’t argue with that. There’s a spicy Julienas, a fragrant Fleurie and a wild Beauj-Villages. They’re fun, they’re flirty, they’re right here. Also fun and flirty, this Fleurie from Chapel. High acid and earthy, this is gonna be your go-to Bojo, trust me. If you just can’t get enough (just can’t get enough) then snap up one of the final tickets to our Beaujolais bash on Thursday. If you miss your chance then I mighttttt let you in on the door if you ask nicely and bring me a present.

Bored of Beaujolais? You know what they say, bored of Beaujolais, bored of life. Or something. If you are, tho, try this Cinsault Carignan juice bomb. Chill it down and watch it disappear. While we’re in the Rhone, why not make a pitstop chez Jean-Baptiste Souillard? Much as I want to pretend it’s still summer, summer it ain’t, so deeper reds and textured whites are where it’s at, and there aren’t many places that do that better than the Rhone. It’s a Northern Rhone winter, you heard it here first. Souillard’s signature style for the reds is dark, sumptuous fruit matched with fresh acidity, and the Roussanne is rich and ripe fruited. Embrace the suck, winter is coming, winter has come.

That’s all! Gotta go sit in a dark room and get ready for the madness that is gonna be Thursday. Pray for me!

Love u xoxo

Megan