Wine Reviews
The 26th is the New 25th: Why Boxing Day Beef & Bordeaux is the Real Main Event
Wine Reviews
The 26th is the New 25th: Why Boxing Day Beef & Bordeaux is the Real Main Event
Let’s be honest with ourselves. We are among friends here. We can say the quiet part out loud.
Christmas Day is...a lot…and a love it!
The kids running around in excitement. Pulling crackers with dodgy jokes and celebrating another year with the ones you love.
The only problem - the turkey
A bird seemingly designed by nature to be simultaneously dry as the Sahara and raw in the middle—with a cooking time that requires the precision of a NASA launch. It is chaotic, loud and stressful - probably not the best environment for enjoying a great bottle of wine
But then, like a calm, glorious dawn, comes Boxing Day.
The pressure is off. The wrapping paper is in the recycling. The children are engrossed in the new toys. And, most importantly, the poultry has been banished.
If you are doing Boxing Day right, you aren't eating turkey curry. You are pivoting hard to the Holy Grail of carnivorous indulgence: The Roast Rib of Beef. And you are pairing it with the bottles you were too scared to open yesterday because Uncle Dave would have mixed it with Diet Coke.
The Antidote to Poultry
There is a psychological need for red meat on December 26th. After a day of white meat, and general beige-ness, the soul screams for iron. It screams for fat. It screams for a Rib of Beef, bone-in, with the perfect crust, roasted until the outside is dark and gnarly and the inside is the colour of a cardinal’s robe.
But the beef is merely the vehicle. It is the stage upon which our true protagonist performs.
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Bordeaux