I have often thought about wine in terms of music, with sweet sounding music being Pinot Noir (most of the time) and Riesling being Garage music full of excitement but not long lived.
Well as I continued this thought it became apparent that the wine I was drinking at the time needed to be tamed by food. That is when the idea struck me to refer to all wines in terms of my favourite and least favourite food.
The roast dinner is my benchmark and if any wine is good enough to be compared to a roast dinner, or the Beatles, then this is truely a great wine.
Only one New Zealand Pinot Noir has been near to being called a roast.
The wine in question is the Rippon Pinot Noir from Wanaka, Central Otago. This wine had all the elegance of Cindy Crawford (in her prime, as I am not sure what she looks like nowadays), depth of Sir Edmund Hilary, and integrity of Nelson Mandela. Soft, supple ripe red fruit with a floral nose and light robe. The palate weight was fantastic and it lingered like, well something that lingers for a long time.
This wine was the Beatles, but not a roast.

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