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So some of you that read this occasionally or follow me on twitter know that I hate chardonnay. My sweet and loving husband made me a tasty halibut and because he's all about the details, of course he had to have a bottle of white wine for me.
The bad news, he wanted me to drink it!
The good news, it was a bottle of of 9.99 Clos La Chance, perfect for my cheap wine reviews and he wanted a review which I would love to write.
First, back to the bad news, I had to drink the wine. I didn't do it the night I ate the fish. Or the next night. Or the night after that. Finally after I killed the delicious pinot, I cracked open the chardonnay.
It was not good. I couldn't get over it not being what I like to drink. Then I got a buzz. Then I was happy.
Take two. The following night, once I was over the shock and sadness I poured myself another glass and prepared myself to be fair and not a snobby asshole.
It was crisp and tasted like a pear not very oaky and less dry than most chardonnay. It would have paired very well with the halibut or other white fish. If you like white wine, I would venture to guess you'd enjoy this. I got a buzz and so I enjoyed it too, Don't take more than two nights to drink. The third night was not a good night, that night it was SUPER dry.
If I was forced to buy a bottle of chardonnay for something, like maybe a friend who only drinks white
I have no such friends I would pick this.