Louis, my man. Where have you been all week?
In my previous post, I was a little cranky about Georges. Well, now it's Friday, my husband has been in effin' Arkansas all week, so Louis Jadot is my new luva. He's my first, my last, my everything.
What I like about Louis' label, besides all the Frenchy details and sculpted face, is that he tells me all about him, but not in a self-absorbed ex-boyfriend way. His grapes are 100% Gamay. I have no freakin' clue what that means, but I don't care. Louis likes to be paired with "hors d'oeuvres, mild cheeses or poultry dishes--especially turkey," but he works just as well with cheese-its and frozen pizza. (Did I mention my husband's been away all week?)
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This wine is a "plump wine with notes of strawberry, black cherry, and spice." It's strong, but not overpowering. Smooth. You know the beginning of "Can't Get Enough of Your Love Baby" when Barry White is talking over that wee-oooh, wee-oooh, and his voice is low and deep and...smooth? Yeah, like that. Only with wine.
It's strong, full, and smooth. Qualified to satisfy you.
This is the Barry White of wine. I scream your name. Look what you got me doin', Louis.