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Celebrating Sixty

At the end of last year I hit a bit of a milestone. It was the Big 3 0 for me, and so far I’m thoroughly enjoying the way my fourth decade has started. I think I’ve packed a fair amount into my thirty years thus far. I can’t imagine what I’ll cram into the next thirty, though looking at my Dad could be a good indicator. Recently he doubled my record – he turned sixty.

Now I’m not suggesting that my Dad has any delusions of grandeur (much) but the man has decided he is entitled to not one, nor two, but three birthday parties. Better than the Queen eh? He’s obviously got too many friends and has to divide them up into manageable groups – it must be hard being so popular. Work friends at one do, family and old friends at the second and a big outdoors knees up in the summer to round off the celebrations. That’s the way to do it!

Obviously wine is an integral part of celebrating any occasion, well that’s certainly the case in my family. So I was charged with the task of choosing the right bottles for the job. Picking a crowd pleasing wine is always tough, everyone has their own tastes and favourites. My family tend to go for big bold reds and full rich whites, but many a party goer may be overwhelmed by an early afternoon session of Malbecs and 14% ABV Chardonnays. So, for the white, I fall back on the old favourite – Sauvignon Blanc. Don Cayetano Sauvignon is a classic New World example from the Central Valley in Chile. It delivers everything you want from an easy drinking party wine, and goes well with the canapes and the herby salmon main course. I know my Dad’s a big fan of Spanish wine so I pander to his tastes for the red and choose something I know he loves – Posada del Rey from Laithwaites. Rich and intense enough to meet his needs but smooth and fruity enough to drink on it’s own.

“Nearly got it nailed” I boast to myself, but the final challenge is a tricky one. I want a sparkling wine with a good amount of character, and enough quality to be worthy of such a momentous occasion! Champagne is all well and good but we need a LOT of it so perhaps funds would be better directed elsewhere. The south of England is producing some unbelievably tasty fizz, Nyetimber attracting the most column inches after it outperformed many top Champagnes in a blind tasting, (though my personal favourites are the wines produced by Ridgeview in Sussex). Unfortunately English wines carry pretty hefty price tags and while I’d love to support our home grown industry, price dictates I look further afield. I’ve tasted some fantastic sparklers from down under recently, in particular the excellent Jansz (both the 2003 and the non-vintage) from Tasmania which easily rival many Champagne houses’ efforts. New Zealand is also the home of one very Big Name – Cloudy Bay. Their Sauvignon is lauded as some of the best in the world (though I think it’s more than a little over rated at the price). They also produce a fizz called Pelorus, using two of the three classic Champagne varieties: Chardonnay & Pinot Noir. So I opt for this to toast Dad’s descent into OAP status. And a lovely wine it is too! Rich and creamy, with a pleasant baked apple flavour. It also had definite marzipan on the palate, which went perfectly with the rich fruit birthday cake.

Happy Birthday Dad! Bus pass application forms are in the post…..


Let’s Get Out of Here!

I’ve spotted the first green shoots fighting their way through the thawing ground, the clocks are going forward this weekend and there’s been a definite rise in the level of tweetiness of our garden birds. This can mean only one thing – Spring has sprung! Well, it’s certainly in the process of doing so anyway. About time too, after the record breakingly freezing winter we’ve endured I think the nation is in dire need of a blast of sunshine. Living on this northerly wind battered island, however, we all know we can’t count on it – no matter how many experts tell us ‘this is definitely going to be the hottest summer on record, no really it is, I know I said that last year but I mean it this time, I’ve got a graph to prove it, look!’ So we must take matters into our own hands, which means leaving these shores and heading for warmer climes. Time to book the summer holiday!

And it just so happens I have a recommendation for you. So let us assess our needs. As a wine lover (you are one, right?) you will want somewhere where you can enjoy the local tipple at reasonable prices, where the sun is considerably more shiny than at home, where there are plenty of cool things to keep you occupied and the people are freindly, welcoming and a good laugh. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Tunisia! I have just returned from a fortnight in this brilliant country (apologies for the lack of tattling whilst I was away) and was bowled over by the place. If you like old things (and I mean reeeally old) you’ve got fantastically well preserved Roman remains coming out of your ears. Beaches? Oh yes, plenty of them, all white sand and blue seas. Mountains? Yep, got a ton of them too, jutting up all over the place. Like spending money? Oh the stall holders in the medinas will gladly help you out with that. Not mentioning any names but somebody I was with checked in two bags on the way out and four on the way home. Rugs, ceramics, tagines, brass trays, teapots, Star Wars robes. You can really sate your thirst for spending in this place.

And what about the food? Barbecued seafood, tuna (by the lorryload), huge delicious charcoal grilled steaks for less than a tenner, cous cous filled with spiced veg and the most tender slow cooked lamb. They like food and they do it well. At first we made the mistake of ordering starters – we soon realised there was no need. The Tunisians have a sort of pre-meal meal. Where we might have a basket of bread and a piddly little bowl of olives before the major chow down commences, they bring to the table dish after dish of spiced, fried, grilled, pureed, toasted, marinated, brined, baked, gratinated, skewered….oh you name it they make it into a tasty little morsel and serve it up. A less polite diner could easily gorge themselves on a feast from these little bites then leave without ordering a thing off the menu. Of course the thought never crossed my mind.

And who knew Tunisia made such excellent wine? Certainly not me. I’ve seen the odd bottle on a few online retailers’ lists but never heard anything about it. As a country with a largely Muslim population you’d be forgiven for thinking wine was pretty low on the list of priorities, but you’d be wrong. (There’s some interesting info about alcohol in Tunisia here.) But then again, with all those Romans lounging about drunk in their villas way back when, I guess it makes sense that the winemaking craft has survived to this day. We certainly saw a fair few mosaics illustrating the long heritage of the vine in the country.

If you lean towards the richer, spicier reds, with elegant oak in perfect balance with the fruit – this is the stuff for you. We drank Tunisian wine every night and were not disappointed by a single bottle. Vieux Magonwas our star choice (and I now have a couple of bottles stashed away under the stairs for later). Smooth, velvety red with lovely cocoa and vanilla oak. (As always, click on the wine to find out more.) We also tried a couple of whites, which tend to be made from Ugni Blanc. Whilst I didn’t think the quality was quite as high as the fantastic reds, they were aromatic, refreshing and perfect with seafood. What more could you want from a holiday wine? It’s always fun to seek out some of the local booze and so I enthusiastically ordered a Boukha Gold. It’s a fig brandy, quite similar to Hungarian Palinka though a lot smoother and with more flavour from the fruit. After my second glass I decided I really quite liked it. Like alcoholic fig rolls, though that makes it sound utterly disgusting. We also tried a nifty little aperitif – Muscat de Carthage. We’d visited Carthage (or what’s left of it) a few days earlier so it was quite a nice touch to find this little tipple. A really dark raisiny wine, with lovely gingerbread and cooked pineapple notes. A most pleasant way to start the evening, before embarking on the epic pre-dinner feast.

What can I say? I can’t recommend the place highly enough. It’s appeal is extremely wide and it’d make the perfect destination for pretty much anyone as far as I can see. Particularly (and unexpectedly) for wine lovers. So if you’re bored of Bordeaux, tired of Tuscany and really over Rioja (that one doesn’t work so well) then give Tunisia a try. Plus, riding through the Sahara on a temperamental camel is a pretty good way to get to the pub.

If you’re not convinced yet, I have an ace up my sleeve. Did I mention large parts of Star Wars were filmed in Tunisia? Yes, you can visit the locations, recite the lines and make swishy light sabre noises to your heart’s content. And let me tell you I did……

Behold tippletattle herself in the very same underground house that Luke Skywalker’s aunt & uncle lived in on Tatooine! (or Tataouine if you want t be Tunisian about it)  Swishhh swooosshhh, zzzzzappp…..


Kami no Shizuku

Ever heard decanting wine described as “magnificent and jaw-dropping” or “delicate and courageous”? The brilliant series of Japanese comic strips based on the life of Shizuku (Droplets) gives the often staid and boring world of wine a Manga style overhaul. Once you get used to reading the translated panels and speech bubbles from right to left, the beautifully illustrated stories are compulsive page-turners. I started TippleTattle with the intention to make wine more accessible to my generation and cut out the snobbery which often surrounds it. I don’t think you can do much better than putting it in a comic book! The series’ authors Shin and Yuko Kibayashi were listed in Decanter Magazine‘s Power List 2009, and have been influencing the wine drinking hoards all around the globe. Kami no Shizuku (The Drops of God) has even been made into a TV series for Nippon Television – I reckon the sooner we get a translated version over here the better.


Fondue Friday

For a little while last year a group of us had a sort of regular evening meet-up going, where the main emphasis was on cheese. Cheese of the molten variety, accompanied by all manner of dippable delights and several bottles of easily gluggable wine. As it happened, it often took place on a Tuesday, and was thus known as Fon-Tuesday™. For various reasons (the extreme scarcity of fondue lighting gel in shops these days being one) this regular dipfest eventually fizzled out. So last week, thanks to our host Corinne, we were delighted to hail the glorious return of the cast iron pot of cheese (albeit it on a Friday this time, but we won’t get picky). It really is the most sociable way to eat, all of us clambering over each other, spearing the contents of various pots and bowls, dribbling lava-hot cheese over each other’s wrists. Joy! Now I don’t mean to brag, but I think we’d given slightly more thought and attention to our raw materials than most fondue attendees. We had the usual suspects – bread, broccoli, cauliflower – but then some tasty alternatives such as spicy Peppadew peppers, pork meatballs, chorizo, cornichons, salami, pineapple chunks (for that retro feel) and grapes. I discovered that a hot pepper stuffed with a grape and wrapped in chorizo made a particularly tasty cheese magnet.

And what to drink? The big red vs white debate was had, and on this occasion we plumped for the latter. So, on a rare visit to Tesco, we picked up a few bottles including some lovely and very classic Marlborough Sauvignon which had the acidity to cut through the cheese gloop perfectly, and Tesco Finest Tingleup Riesling which was a stunner. Not only did it have the necessary limey acidity, but also a beautiful minerality and the rubbery petrol like aromas normally found in far pricier examples of the variety. It was absolutely delicious and an excellent match for the fondue. At £7.99 a bottle, I find it hard to believe you could find a better Riesling. Normally my instincts tell me to veer away from ‘Finest’ or ‘Taste the Difference’ or ‘The Best’ type products, but perhaps I need to review my reaction. After all, it’s the same as those infuriating people who will never order the house wine – if it’s so bad, the restaurant wouldn’t put their name to it. I guess I don’t like feeling I’m being told what to buy – I already KNOW what is the best, you don’t have to TELL me! I have a guilty suspicion this attitude is magnified when I enter the drinks aisle. Supermarkets are funny places though, their selection is often so toweringly enormous you really can’t rely on prior research and knowledge to tell you what each and every single bottle will taste like. I like Chilean Cabernet, well my local supermarket has fifteen of them! So which is going to be the one that knocks my socks off? A bit of subtle guidance should be gratefully received. So raise your glasses, here’s to the ‘Finest’ things in life!


The Art of the Train Picnic

Merry 2010 one and all! A rather belated sentiment, but heartfelt nevertheless. Twothousandandten – it sounds so futuristic. Makes me want to paint everything silver and add ‘hover’ as a prefix to all modes of transport.

Anyway, I must apologise for the absence of new posts recently. I can only put this down to my super exciting jetsetting celebrity lifestyle, but I am now back in my twirly office chair and raring to get stuck in. Since the start of the year I’ve been on a few mini-adventures. To Blackburn for a superb cocktail party in the snow (the highlights being the Lychee & Rose Martinis and the Brandy, Lime & Gingers). To Worthing for a brilliant evening of food, fizz and fancy dress. And last weekend, to Manchester where I filled my belly with steak and Malbec and discovered an amazing pub called the Britons Protection. The place may look a little on the shabby side from the street, but once you step through the door it’s a maze of corridors with snugs and lounges spraying off in different directions. The star of the show has to be the single malt collection. Hundreds! And staff who really know their stuff yet don’t intimidate you with their knowledge. After a couple of Royal Lochnagars I was feeling really rather at home.

With all this travelling about the place, I took it upon my self to indulge in one of my all-time favourite activities: the train picnic. I love trains – steam, diesel, electric – they all get a big tick in my book. What better way to travel than relaxing at a table with a selection of nibbly things and a nice bottle of wine? Mr TippleTattle and I look forward to this simple treat enormously, and appreciate and savour every last morsel of it. On our way up to Manchester we selected a veritable feast: a chorizo tortilla, tikka chicken pieces, cherry tomatoes, Tickler Extra Mature Cheddar, Leerdammer and a bottle of Tsantali Organic Cabernet Sauvignon from Greece. Yes Greece. To accompany our picnic it made perfect sense to me to go for a wine from a nation of picnickers. All those stuffed vine leaves, tzatziki, kebabs, Greek salads and olives scream out to be wrapped up and taken on an outbound eating adventure. I mean what is mezé if it’s not a picnic? The wine was delicious, one of the best reds I’ve had in a long time. It was an excellent match to the pick n mix food (click on the wine name above for more info). As I watched the countryside flying past, and was amazed by the magical tilting train, I couldn’t understand why anyone would want to drive.

I must just give a mention to two other highlights of this journey, which, may I add, I would not have had the time, space nor frame of mind to notice had we been driving. First is our Leerdammer container. I draw your attention to it purely for it’s comical cheese shaped appearance. Makes me chuckle whenever I use it. The second was a discovery of far more global significance. Yes. it’s true, I discovered the World’s Longest Cherry Tomato. I think the image speaks for itself.

So, cheese and tomato based observations aside, I hope a few of you might re-think your next train journey. Make the most of it, it’s not often you get a few hours to just sit back and enjoy the ride. Treat yourself to some tasty food and go for a slightly better bottle than you normally would. Trust me, you’ll relish every drop.

Choo choo!


Another wine blog…..?


Hold on, don’t go! I’ll crack open a nice bottle and we can talk about this – I’ve even got beer if you prefer! Hello? Hello…….? Anyone?

Phew, thanks, I appreciate you staying, I’ll do my best to make it worth your while. I’d like to set a few things straight first, if I may. Yes, I am starting (yet another) wine blog, and yes, there are already a lot of them out there. It’s just that many of them are pretty dull and ultimately inaccessible for the average wine drinker. Do you want to know the exact soil composition of a small plot of land in rural Portugal?  I know I don’t. I do, however, love a good glass of wine, and sometimes I like to chat about what makes it a good glass of wine. Other times I like to just drink the wine and think about other cool stuff like owls or monsters. I’m going to share with you some things that I’ll do and some thoughts that I’ll have, and I’ll mention any wines that might be involved. If you want to read a bit more about any of them just click on them and you should find yourself a little review. If you’d rather just read what I’ve been up to then don’t click. Simple as that. I might also chuck in a few cartoons, quizzes and doodles for good measure, because wine isn’t the only thing I’m into.

I’m still in my 20s (just about), I’ve got an awful lot to learn about fermented grape juice, but I think there are a lot of people out there who’d like to know a bit more and I’m hoping some of you will want to learn with me. Climb aboard and let’s get on the fast train to Wineville! Woowoo!

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