My mother always told that if you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.
This is an article about Sauvignon Blanc.
The end.
Although perhaps the time is nigh for me to flex my critical muscles more than usual. The overwhelming temptation I have when writing about wine is to focus solely on the good stuff and let the bad stuff pass without mention. Meaning that everything I write tends to be gushingly fawning – although genuine, I would protest.
Even so, in order to restore healthy cosmic balance to my modest body of work, I am hereby...