Spam Jam
I had a Rhone rose this week. I was in the mood for something pink and fruity so picked a reasonably priced one. It was certainly pink, with just a hint of orange lurking within. It smelled clean but not as fresh as I’d hope from a 2005. There was a hit of strawberries with some minerality.
It was dry, with a balanced acidity and a hint of tannin. It tasted of strawberry jam, the cheap no-label kind and strangely, Spam. Grilled Spam. It’s been a couple of decades since I’ve eaten grilled Spam, but this wine took me straight back to the school lunch line. I’m not certain that was intentional, I am certain it’s not a good thing.
This was quite one of the oddest wines I’d drunk in a while, and £6 I’ll never see again.
1 Comments:
Wow, that takes me back. I grew up in the UK and my mum used to make spam fritters with beer batter all the time--I loved them. Don't know whether I'd enjoy them with jam though...
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