Tiaras aren't just for beauty queens

In the past two weeks my wine consumption must have increased by at least fivefold (seeing as I rarely drink). Not only was this due to my cousin Tak and Deanna's wedding, but last night my wine-loving friend Sophia brought over a nice bottle of South African wine to honor my forthcoming trip. Consulting my dog-eared Cape Town guidebook from the San Francisco Public Library, we educated ourselves on a bit of background concerning the origin of the wine we were about to enjoy.

And I felt it was my duty to pass on the word about the wine that was imbibed on evening last. It has been a while since I got tipsy on something just because it was that pleasant on the throat. The wine was a 1997 Simonsig Tiara (a red wine blend). Which probably means nothing to you unless you are interested in hunting out a bottle for yourself. But I wouldn't mention it if it were not highly recommended.

Albeit I know nothing about wine, but this one smelled nice, tasted great, went down super smooth, and induced a nice, lulling, non-irritating inebriation. And mom, who drinks even less than I do was not averse to partaking.


A picture of the 1997 vintage was not available from the Simonsig website, so this will have to do.



Certainly, last night's experience was enough to convince me that a trip along the Stellenbosch wine route will be on my mandatory to-do list in Cape Town and surrounding areas.