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Drink

The greatest wine I’ve ever drunk

One would need Wagner to orchestrate the fanfare of trumpets it deserved

25 April 2015

9:00 AM

25 April 2015

9:00 AM

The supermarket chains are not always blameworthy. Their missionary efforts have helped to ensure that wine drinking in Britain is much less bedevilled by social anxiety than it used to be. There was a time when Mateus rosé, God help us, exploited that in its TV ads. The boss invited home for dinner: how could the husband navigate the social minefield of serving wine? Answer, Mateus rosé.

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