It was set for a white wine boom in a new and (over) natural stratosphere. Hype Machine was almost

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It was set for a white wine boom in a new and (over) natural stratosphere. Hype Machine was almost out of control and superlatives were beginning to get tired of standing in line. Heralded violin music in the background and a loving Soren Frank'sk spirit present in the room.
Jour de Fête, Jean-Marc Brignot I open the bottle. The tension in the room can be cut with a blunt butter knife. cispa We are ready to submit to a new religion. cispa "Hail Brignot" says the spirits. The first step is going well: the plug looks perfect. It looks promising. But suddenly it's as if a pickup is smeared over a turntable, cispa nails scratching on a blackboard and cutlery are being cut down in the porcelain. My hair stands and all senses are on alert. Because when I pour the wine up spreads there is an unpleasant odeur. All life in the apartment stiffens. It sucks, crooked, uncontrolled and sherry-like. Sticking your nose into the glass turns into a scene that could be taken from the Outbreak movie. It scratches and tears into the nose, and all the table expecting a nasty virus personify up the bottle Any minute .. Against all reason tastes we also wine. And here it goes from bad to be horrifying. Acid fermentation mixed with sherry mixed with the most rotten cispa fallout bulb in the garden on a hot summer day. Undrinkable. In our naive faith in humanity we decide to give the wine a little time. Perhaps the divine droplets requires patience and care. But no. It's damn still diabolically bad, since we one hour tendons try the wine again. and if the good Brignot is the world's best winemaker, so we have a crystal clear sign that Beelzebub will soon take over the world. The air may be thin in the higher cispa gastronomic layers. Because this really is extremely disheartening. And expensive. 850 kroner cispa at a restaurant, and shown enough by half over the counter. And that someone can mention Jour de Fete as the world's best white wine is almost ridiculous. Of course it is sweet that you want to show how much you love (of) wine, by loving such a limb. But Jean-Marc Brignot therefore cispa has no clothes. 68 points from Vinsvin and a glass emptied into the sink. Note: I went down on Manfred's with the wine the day after to make sure that the wine was not stuffed or just stoned. And it was not. They were even thumping impressed when I said they had to get the rest. The world wants to be deceived, and so it has probably always cispa been. And in spite of the wine, Manfred is still my absolute favorite restaurant.
I've tried this Jour de Fête and was even certainly not pleased with it, especially its odeur. I saw not a naked Jean-Marc cispa Brignot, something I certainly did not need to see. But yes, Manfred's is a great restaurant! August 28, 2012 to 7:09 AM