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Review: Amelie’s Wine House
Amelie’s opened to the thirsty London public in July this year. Whatever the current global climate is right now, there’s only one climate in Amelie’s and that’s Mediterranean, specifically southern French. It’s cute, it’s colourful, it’s quaint and it feels like home. Wine “house”, rather than wine “bar”, is exactly right.
Humble Grape Battersea Review
Humble Grape have been pouring thirsty wine lovers unique, distinctive and sustainable wines from small producers for over 10 years now, with venues in Battersea, Fleet Street, Liverpool Street, Islington and Canary Wharf. I was recently invited to visit the Battersea branch to check out the menu and enjoy some of the wines on offer.
7 ways to be a better wine lover (it’s OK - we’re all different!)
One size wine lover does not fit all. There isn’t one mould to make a wine lover - we are all different and that’s a good thing. A very good thing.
If you’re wondering whether or not you can be a wine lover - because you don’t really look like one - I have a secret. Wine lovers don’t all look the same. Shh! We don’t all wear red trousers (though some of us do, and that’s FINE...) and, on the other end of the spectrum, we don’t all look like supermodels posing with wine bottles. Whatever type of wine lover you are, wherever you see yourself of the spectrum, it’s all good. Your opinion is valid. Whatever you are wearing, whatever you sound like.
Local Sicilian produce and wines at Casanova & Daughters
Cedric Casanova – half-French, half-Sicilian – had an illustrious career as an acrobat in Cirque du Soleil, but the time had come for him to hang up his tightrope. He returned to Sicily and spent a few months thinking about what he was going to do, feasting on the olives that his family grew in the small village of Salaparuta, and eating the bread, cheese and fish from the other local farmers. These delicacies tasted so incredible that he had the idea to sell them in Paris, and so he opened a grocery. With his skills as a showman, he very quickly became friends with the big chefs of the city, like Alain Ducasse, Pierre Gagnaire, Pierre Herme, and he ended up supplying all of them with produce for their restaurants. One grocery store became two, then one in London and a restaurant in Paris called La Tete dans L’Olive, meaning ‘head in the olives’.
Black Forest Wine Club
Black Forest Wine Club. It just sounds cool, doesn’t it. Do you have to know about Black Forest wines to be part of the club? No. Do you even have to know about the Black Forest at all? No. Just come with a thirst for great wine and the appetite of a hungry German.
Grays & Feather: Unlocking the Kingdom of Wine
I am always thrilled about a new wine bar springing up in London, but there’s something about Grays & Feather in Covent Garden that is even more exciting than most. Self-described as a ‘mischievous wine parlour’, the two-storey venue pricks the senses as soon as you walk in: in your direct eye-line is an elaborate taxidermy peacock perching at top of the staircase, its beautiful feathered train trailing down over the banister. When I think of a wine bar, I picture dark wood – wooden stools, oak barrels – but everything is bright in here; natural light is flooding in through the large windows making the white walls seem whiter; furnishings are soft and welcoming; dusky grey and indigo-blue chairs invite you to sit at neat tables, stylishly set with flutes, cutlery, pot plants and candles.
Wine Tasting at Le Cochonnet
‘Have you tasted the Clare Valley Riesling? You must try the Riesling!’
I first met the owner of Le Cochonnet, Peter, whilst tasting some delicious wines from Pikes at the London Wine Fair. I had tried the Riesling and had learned all about it from Jamie at Pikes, but I was happy to try it again as it was pretty darn tasty.
An enthusiasm for good wine was something we shared heartily and, after a couple of meetings, we decided that we should put on a wine tasting at his restaurant, Le Cochonnet.
Inside the wine list: Davy’s of London
Davy’s Wine Merchants’ 150th birthday is creeping up and, having only just caught my eye, they seem to be wearing their age very well. Established in an era when deliveries arrived by horse and cart on the cobbled streets of London Town, and serving patrons through two World Wars and into the millennium, this group of 24 traditional wine bars and shops can perhaps give us all a lesson in longevity.