The second part of the first of Drunk August. Happy days. Two champagne in a row, almost felt like I wasn’t a blue collar worker covered in grease for a bit there. Then I looked at my hands and realised I didn’t have a glass in it. Sorted that fast.
The Brut ain’t as good as the Rosé, its not as good as the Tohu, nor the Tohu, and I do like Tofu.
Look, it is just a good wine, not a great, as with most of these a bit bitter when they warm up. Nicely yeasty, but not as much fruit as the Rosé, $20 bucks cheaper though.
3 out of 5 values for valumetric cheese
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