Canadians are prone to thinking that the first nice days of the year might also be the last. When the sun shone assertively this past weekend, we all panicked to spend the hours accordingly, myself included. My four walls closed in on me all winter, and the clement weather coerced me into pursuing the highly unoriginal idea of seeking riverside splendour. I dropped a pair of sunglasses over my dilating eyes and headed down the hill.
Created with the express purpose of benefiting the restaurant industry during Covid-19, SOS is a dry, exhilarating and delightfully complex Riesling… But it’s a restaurant-only wine, so you won’t find it on our shelves or in any other shop in the province.
Despite drinking an excellent bottle of Mosel wine, I had my usual difficulty courting sleep last night. I tossed and turned for a minor eternity, seeking the elusive cool patch on the pillow and rearranging flaccid cat bodies. At long last, with morning looming nearby, I found myself in a verdant dreamscape.
