Mondays really have a bad rap. To be honest, today really wasn’t that bad for me. Husband and I had to carpool to work, long story, so that was a great way to start the week. I got to work and only had one voicemail from the weekend, I encountered no major disasters, and I managed to tick a few items off the to-do list. What more can you really ask for?
Denying yourself a glass of wine on a Monday night just isn’t a good idea, so I came home pleasantly surprised to find this bottle already open and breathing.
To: Alleged Blog Readers
Date: June 8, 2015
Wine: 2011 Predator Old Vine Zinfandel
I get wood and a bit of alcohol on the nose with a hint of deep cherry. Husband gets leather and tobacco. This tastes like the inside of an old wooden cabinet. In a truly delightful way. Rich and smoky to the extreme. Complex, silky, and an absolute joy to imbibe. With no real legs to speak of, this has the color of a deep ruby plum. Full bodied with a great texture and a beautiful elongated finish. One of the best wines I’ve had in a while.
This paired astoundingly well with our Monday night gourmand feast. This is definitely a food wine as the flavors are enhanced with each bite. I can see this being enjoyed with an excellent cut of steak and some rosemary potatoes roasted in duck fat.
Very approachable at the $15 price point. A no-brainer for partners and associates alike. I may go buy a case to hang on to, or drink on a regular basis.
The Rutherford Wine Company boasts several award winning wines, including the Predator Old Vine Zin. These grapes hail from fifty plus year old vines in California’s Lodi region. Rutherford has chosen to make its operations sustainable and has been certified by the California Sustainable Winegrowing Alliance, a non-profit initiative of the Wine Institute and the California Association of Winegrape Growers to “promote the benefits of sustainable winegrowing practices, enlist industry commitment and assist in implementation of the Sustainable Winegrowing Program.”
 I saw an awesome inappropriate Instagram post this morning from TheWineStalker that basically sums it up.
 Something about forgetting that we’d left my car in a parking lot after a bit of wining and dining on Saturday night.
 Thanks, Husband.
 This may be influenced by the cigar he’s smoking with his friend Nick, but now that he mentioned it, I definitely get leather notes.
 Not to discount the fabulous whites and Rosés I’ve been drinking, but this really was on another level.
 Bag salad topped with pre-cooked Perdue chicken and a side of pepperoni pizza. Yum.
 Hint, hint, Husband.