I state this with certainty: There is more wine in our cellar than we can drink before we die.
What started as an interesting hobby, to accumulate a bit of nice wine to drink on special occasions, has turned into an obsession to never, ever have to drink young wine!
And while my other half tends (and continuously stocks) said cellar, I cook. I cook to eat, I cook to share, but most of all, I cook as to create. My children would know I’d had a rough day if they arrived home to find me chain-baking, tins lining up along the kitchen counter to take their place in the oven as others came out. The perfect stress-reliever – particularly with a perfect glass of wine in hand.
When I taste good wine, there is an immediate question in my head: “but what should I be cooking to eat with this?” …
View original post 722 more words