I really thought hell would freeze over before a bunch of rural Breedekloof winemakers would be eating raw fish at an Italian joint in Cape Town while talking about their Chenin Blanc wines. And while hell is still blazing, apparently, it was cold enough to freeze the scrotum on a brass monkey when the Breedekloof Makers – aforementioned group of Chenin Crusaders – hit town to offer their current wares. Raw slices of red roman – Italian style at Riva Restaurant – optional.
The most important cog in the wheel of wine, is that consumer-thing. This sentient being is more difficult to read than a short-term insurance contract written in Urdu and its whims, wants and tastes are about as predictable as the outcome of a debate on fee-structures on the UCT campus.