The study of the sky is interrupted by dear friends who have converged on this Circus Maximus.
They summon me to the epicenter of Texas dining, and in preparation for the inevitable assault of roasted meat and red wine, we choose this treasure from the section of unspecified #aromaticwhites:
And the wine is so strong, so magnificent, that it rearranges the room around itself:
An irregular wash of warm, humid air streams in from an open fireplace flue; dry, frigid HVAC shears fight with it for atmospheric domination, and South African #Chenin (after all, @pascalinelepeltier is not far) triumphs, enveloping our table.
The wine is sand dry, intense; structured in layers, 5 or 6 that unfold in time. Acidity seems important, but it's not a high acid wine; its structure depends on something else, more saline. It's hard to say what it is, but it's in scale with the vast sky, and can look down at the meat that is to come.
Thinking of you @ownrooted, @johnmitchellsom, @immtaylor in three distant cities.