Much like books and men, I like to judge my wines based on their covers. This wine had a cool bottle and an even better backstory – it’s a wine crafted by a bunch of nuns in Lazio, Italy under the direction of this super legit winemaker, Giampiero Bea. He’s like a Grape God in Central Italy.
This was also my foray into a new wine category known as orange wine. Nope, that does not mean the wines are made from oranges. That’s called a mimosa. Fun fact: 43% of brunch-going Marina girls fell for that joke. But seriously, I thought wine was either white or red. Then I find out orange wine is actually a type of white wine made by leaving the grape skins and seeds in contact with the juice, creating a deep orangey color for the finished product. Shocking reveal. Now my interest was really piqued. So I dove right into a glass of orangey nun wine to see how it would fair on a first date.
I let the wine chill out in the fridge for a bit before popping the cork on this baby. Upon first sip, I was intrigued. The wine was light, fresh, and crisp on the palate. I picked up on some citrus and pear notes, then tasted a little lemon and hint of grapefruit as I swished it around the tongue. I’ve had some wines that burn my throat, but this was smooth like butter going down. To me, this wine was like a 40-something guy with a little salt and pepper in his hair. At the bar, he’s wearing a nice blazer with a white button down, and from afar, I can see little bit of chest hair sticking out. He smiles in my direction and I can see he’s rocking an earring in his left ear, George Michael style. Now I’m intrigued. He’s not your typical businessman, but he’s also not a total rocker either. He’s got pizzazz and I want to get to know him a little more. I’m not taking him home just yet, but I might slip him my number on a napkin and leave it at the bar. I’m giving this wine a 7.5. I’m interested and curious to see where this bottle might go.