Danger 380 Volts
Warning! Dangerously drinkable. Approach at your own risk.
The first time I tried to make sparkling wine in 2012, I bottled it with too much residual sugar and my warehouse became a military zone, with bottles randomly exploding here and there. 5000 of them. (You know, most people, when doing something new, start a small batch. Like 30 bottles. Well, not me. Or you can also have the wine analysed before bottling. Well, not me. Back then, my French importer Fleur just dryly asked whether we even have labs in Moravia or not.)
It took me a bit of time to digest the fact that all this wine and work had gone down the drain, but I eventually got over it and tried again. Fast forward to spring 2017: we're tasting my second iteration with my wife and it is... freaking awesome! So refreshing, so energetic. Totally fulfilling my wish of capturing the unique young, invigorating energy that wine has during its fermentation. This is such a huge deal to me. Sometimes I wonder if I might have been an electrician in one of my previous lives.
As we were drinking this electrifying wine, right next to us, no kidding, stood an electric transformer adorned with that notorious “Danger 380V” sign. And bang! The name was born in a sec.
The 2019 edition of this darling is a field blend of Neuburg, Muller and Muscat, grown on a sandy vineyard called Sahary. I don't call it pet-nat, because it's not something that will spray you and everything else within a 3-meter radius unless you chill it to death. I’ve learnt my lesson, it seems.
Wanna drink this? These are the guys to ask where to get my wine in your country.
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