Sauvignon Blanc

2016 Concha y Toro Terrunyo Sauvignon Blanc

You can find me amidst the blooms, enjoying some Chilean Sauvignon Blanc because that is how I roll. Green pepper, fresh cut grass, lime, and green herbs on the nose. Crisp on the palate with lime, lemon, grass, and green pepper notes. Would be lovely to pair with grilled seafood or veggies!

4/5 bones

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Sauvignon Blanc

13% abv

Casablanca Valley, CHILE

Sugar Baby Education 101: Wine & Food Pairing

When you are an SB, it is important for you to play the part in your SD’s life, meaning be well educated about things and have proper etiquette and KNOW your wine… or have at least an idea about wine and food paring.

 So here, my hoes a little basic overview (if want to learn more about wine, just google that shit out!)


Just like adding milk into coffee will change its texture and taste; food when interacting with wine will affect its flavor. Different ingredients and preparation methods will bring out different taste sensations with the same bottle of wine.

There are a lot of pairing guidelines, but only one universal pairing principle –

A good pairing is when the food and wine do not overshadow each other. Wine and food can complement or contrast each other, as long as they do not mask each other’s unique flavor and characteristics.

Factors to Consider when Pairing

When pairing food, you are really complementing or contrasting four elements. The way the dish is prepared and cooked will affect these elements:

Body/ weight: heavy, medium, or light-body?
Flavor intensity: weak, moderate, strong?
Aroma: earthy, fruity, grassy, or herbal?
Taste: sweet, spicy, acidic, sour, bitter?

Example 1: Most people prefer pairing Cabernet Sauvignon with steaks because they are both full-bodied, strong flavor, and the protein in the meat will soften the tannin in the wine. A venturing wine lover may pair a red steak with a full-bodied white Roussanne.

Example 2: With spicy, strong flavor Thai dishes, the classic gourmets would go for a Riesling. Its neutrality will complement Thai cuisine’s spices. Its acidity and med bodied will match the weight of the food. A venturing wine lover may pair with Gewurztraminer or Marsanne.

Our Favorite Wine and Food Pairings:

It is not always white wine with white meat… Pinot Noir, Beaujolais, Chianti are few handful reds that pair well with chicken. Below we have listed our favorite pairings as a good starting point:

Western Dishes:

Chicken – Full-bodied whites (Chardonnay, Chenin Blanc) or light reds (Beaujolais, Pinot Noir, Rioja, Chianti)
Foie Gras / Pate - Sweet whites (Sauternes, Riesling Spatlese, Tokaji)
Green Salad – Herby whites (Sauvignon Blanc, Pinot Blanc, Sancerre, Pouilly-Fume, Vinho Verde)
Grilled Fish – Light to medium bodied whites (Sauvignon Blanc, Vinho Verde, Chablis)
Pasta (red sauce) – acidic reds (Barbera, Chianti, Zinfandel / Primitivo, Valpolicella)
Pasta (white sauce) – fuller bodied whites (Chardonnay, Viognier, Gavi, Pinot Gris)
Pizza - Sparkling or a fruity red (Prosecco, Barbera, Dolcetto, Valpolicella)
Raw or steamed shellfish – Crisp, acidic wines (Champagne, Sauvignon Blanc, Chablis)
Steak – Full-bodied red (Cabernet, Merlot, Syrah, Malbec, Barolo)

Asian Cuisines:

Chinese – Riesling, Gewurztraminer, Sauvignon Blanc, and Pinot Noir
Japanese Sushi – Beaujolais, Sauvignon Blanc, Riesling
Spicy Thai / Indian Curry – Viognier, Riesling, Gewurztraminer, Rousanne

Cheese:

Creamy soft brie or camembert – Champagne, Pinot Noir, Chardonnay, dry Riesling
Strong goat cheese – Sancerre, Sauvignon Blanc, Pouilly-Fume
Hard / Aged cheese – Bordeaux, Cabernet Sauvignon, Brunello, Dolcetto, Merlot, white Burgundy
Semi-hard cheese – Semillon, Rioja
Smoked cheese – Gewurztraminer, Sauternes, Shiraz
Blue cheese – Sauternes, Banyuls, Port, Late harvest wines, Madeira, Amarone;

Last but not least, some PAIRING TIPS:

Acidic wines go well with many dishes. Sauvignon Blanc, dry Riesling, Chianti are great examples. In addition, acidic wines make salty dishes appear less salty.
For fatty food such as foie gras, try Sauternes (an equally rich and intense wine).
For spicy food, try fruity, low-alcohol wines such as Riesling and Gewurztraminer.
Sweet food goes well with a bottle that is slightly sweeter.

Pair complex food with a simple wine. And pair simple food with a complex wine.

2015 Domaine des Justices Blanc

This is a white Bordeaux by the humans at Château Respide Medeville. And you get all the white Bordeaux grape (Sémillon and Sauvignon Blanc) qualities through and through. Lemon, wax, lime rind, and yellow/white flowers on the nose. Waxy notes on the palate as well along with lemon, lime rind, and pear. 

3/5 bones

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Sémillon, Sauvignon Blanc

13.5% abv

Bordeaux, FRANCE

Everdeen Vineyards

happy valentine’s day, just barely! here’s a little drabble that wouldn’t leave me, hope you enjoy <3


“Have you had a chance to look at the menu yet?” Katniss asked the back of the man’s head, her eyes already scanning the room to make note of the new patrons she still needed to greet. A steady flow of customers through the tasting room was keeping her busy–not that she was complaining. Not much, anyway.

The man turned around, and she snapped her gaze back to him, a polite smile fixing itself to her lips. “Not yet, I’m afraid.” He smiled, and her expression froze as she got a look at his face for the first time. “Hey, Katniss.”

It took an embarrassingly long moment for the synapses in her brain to fire, and her smile slipped. “Oh–Peeta?” Why she phrased it like a question, she didn’t know. Of course, it was Peeta. She’d recognize that face, with those blue eyes and that sweet smile, anywhere. She just hadn’t expected to see it here. “Oh my god–what–I mean, hi. Wow.”

He laughed slightly, and she felt herself blushing. She shook her head, forcing a laugh too. “I’m sorry. How are you?” she asked awkwardly. She wasn’t entirely sure of the protocol for greeting an old high school classmate who’d existed mainly on the periphery of her acquaintances. The last time she’d seen him was graduation 10 years ago.

“I’m good,” he said, sliding his hands into his pants pockets. “I just wanted to check this place out. I, ah, saw your post about it on Facebook.” He looked sheepish when he said that, and she blinked. She wasn’t sure how to feel about that–the fact that he could, and did, apparently, read her posts on Facebook. She’d accepted his friend request years ago in college without much thought; they weren’t friends or anything, but she’d received numerous requests from people she barely knew from high school over the years, so it hadn’t seemed too strange. Some–actually, probably most requests–she’d declined. She hadn’t seen the harm in adding him, though. She didn’t know him well, but Peeta Mellark was nice. Funny. Popular. College wrestling champion two years in a row, or something like that–not that she was keeping tabs. He’d regularly show up in her feed over the years, even though they never interacted.

Since she barely used Facebook these days, it just didn’t occur to her he would ever see anything from her.

“Right, of course,” she said with a dazed laugh. “That was the point. Um, thanks for coming. That’s–that’s really nice of you.” She folded her arms over her chest, feeling uncomfortable and not sure what to do with her hands. They were trembling slightly.

Peeta pressed his lips into a small smile, his eyes darting around as he surveyed the room, the people milling around them. “This place looks incredible.”

She wondered if she was ever going to stop blushing at this point. “Thank you. I mean, most of the groundwork was already laid.” She took a deep breath, not wanting to launch into that story. If he’d seen her post, then he’d already learned of her efforts to revitalize her family’s old vineyard, which had been in disrepair since her father’s death more than a decade ago. “Let me get you a menu.”

He nodded while she grabbed a paper menu from a nearby table, holding it out for him. “We do glasses and bottles of the wines listed here, but we also offer a tasting where you can sample seven of our wines. If you haven’t been here before, I recommend that.” She stopped herself and laughed, shaking her head. “Which, of course you haven’t. This weekend is the grand reopening. I just mean–that’s probably what you want to do.”

His eyes flicked up to her from the menu, a wide smile spreading across his face. “Yeah, that sounds good. I’ll do that. Thank you.”

“Sure. Just find a seat outside if you’d like, and I’ll bring the wine to you,” she said with a vague gesture toward the patio, already turning away to scurry to the bar. She needed a moment to compose herself, inexplicably rattled.

It was just…Peeta. Mellark. Here. To see her. Or rather, to see her vineyard, but it was her vineyard. And he’d come because she’d made a post on Facebook proudly announcing the reopening of Everdeen Vineyards, after three years of planning and toiling and fermenting wines until they were just right.

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Scott has been staring longingly at a girl across the bar for two hours and forty-nine minutes. Stiles knows. He’s been keeping track.

“This is ridiculous, man,” Stiles says, not for the first time. “You’re a catch. You’re amazing. You’re perfect. Just go talk to her. I’m sure she’ll be happy if you do.”

Scott turns to him, wide-eyed. “But what if she’s not happy? What if I’m just another creep in a bar hitting on a pretty girl? I want her to know I respect her.”

“By completely ignoring her. Solid plan, Scott.”

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2014 Guillerault-Fargette “Les Panseillots” Sancerre

Oh, that is a nice Sancerre! Lemon, green grass, tarragon, green apple, and rocky minerality on the nose. SUPER mineral initially on the palate and on the finish. Tart lemon zest, grass, green herbs, even a hint of green pepper and underripe lime. Cutting and lingering acidity on this guy that lends to a lengthy finish. 

4/5 bones

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Sauvignon Blanc

12.5% abv

Sancerre (Loire), FRANCE

More to the Story

Moodboard and prompt by my love @rudeboywonho 

Jooheon x reader

Warnings: Smut ahead, dirty talking

Word count: 6.1k

A/N: there will be more one shots in this universe <3

@baebae-goodnight enjoy darling.


I wake to the sound of my alarm sounding at a deafening volume early Friday morning. The sun’s rising with me as I stretch my arms above my head, bargaining with every imaginable higher power known to man for just five more minutes of beautiful sleep. And then I’m met with another sound from my phone. I quickly roll to my side and unlock it.

Jooheon - Aug 11 07:28 AM: Any exciting plans for the weekend?

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Oh yes, so much better..

Last summer I worked as a waitress in a bar. There was this group of old ladies and they were drinking white wine (the only white wine we served was Sauvignon blanc, the bar was specialised in beers. It also says so on the menu). So a short while after I served their drinks I decided to check up on them, ask them if everything was OK and if there was anything else I could do for them. One of the ladies told me that it was the most disgusting wine she ever tasted, that it tasted like dishwater and that I must have accidentally served her the cheapest house wine. She finished her “dishwater wine” and told me to get it “right” this time. So I told her “Of course m'am. I’ll bring you a Sauvignon blanc.”

We didn’t have any other wine so I served her the same as before. After another short while I decided to check on the group of old ladies again.

“Does this wine taste better m'am?”

She told me
“Oh yes, this wine is so much better than that dishwater tasting cheap house wine you served me before, thank you”.

This personal victory kept me going until the end of my shift.

2016 Hanna Sauvignon Blanc

Getting the freshest taste of some Cali SauvBlanc. Fresh wet grass on the nose with Meyer lemon, guava, pineapple, and ripe juicy green pepper. Meyer lemons, peaches, sweet grapefruit, fresh grass and even some sweet ginger on the palate. Big, expressive, New World SauvBlanc with nice tropical fruit notes.

4/5 bones

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Sauvignon Blanc

13.2% abv

Russian River Valley, California, USA

anonymous asked:

aksnssjsjsjs i work at a liquor store and this guy comes in and asks for a four pack of sutter home pinot grigio and i was like "oh we're all out of those, but we have four packs of sutter home sauvignon blanc, ppl say they're p much the same" and he says with the straightest face i've ever seen and flattest voice i've ever heard "not to Her." i was SHAKEN.

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Working Hard

`by: mldrgrl
Rated: NC-17
Summary: Hanella attempts to spice things up a bit by playing a game.

Hank watched from the bed as Stella walked around the room collecting items for her suitcase.  Her blouse was open and her hair was still wet and coiled in a towel on her head.  Her breasts jiggled softly as she bent and struggled with the zipper of her make-up bag.  Her bra was slate-grey, satin, and he knew from personal experience, had a soft lining inside the cups.  Even half-dressed and packing a bag, she was ridiculously enticing.

“Have you ever had to work for it?” Hank asked.

“Work for what?” she asked.

“At seduction.”

One of her eyebrows arched higher as she began to button her blouse.  Hank pushed himself up from his reclining position and slid to the edge of the bed.  She moved closer to him and stood between his knees as she closed the last button.  He took her hand when she lowered her arm and turned her wrist up.  He closed the button on her right cuff and then her left.

“Thank you,” she said.

“You’re welcome.”  He ran his thumb over the center of her palm and looked up at her.

“Have you ever had to work for it?” she asked.

“I’ve always been more of the pursued and not the pursuer.  Has anyone ever turned you down?”

“Of course.”

“Really?”

Stella moved away and unwound the towel from her head.  She shook her hair free and closed the door to the bathroom behind her.  A few moments later, Hank heard the hairdryer and he poked at the contents of Stella’s bag.  He took her perfume out of the make-up case and took the cap off.  The scent of it was too vague, so he sprayed a bit on her pillow and then leaned over, closing his eyes as he inhaled deeply.

It was almost terrifying how bewitched he felt sometimes.  He couldn’t imagine anyone ever saying no to Stella.  He’d wanted her from the moment she sat down across from him in that hotel and he’d never stopped.  Just the smell of her or the sway of her hips or the timbre of her voice at the end of a long day or the slash of bare skin in the slit of her skirt got him so hard.  God, he was a melancholy fuck when she was going out of town.

The whirr of the blowdryer went silent and a few minutes later, Stella came out of the bathroom.  The way she put herself together never failed to amaze him, but he found her just as beautiful with messy hair and no make-up.  She caught him watching her as she closed her suitcase and she stepped back between his legs.  His hands were to her hips and she rested her forearms on his shoulders.

“Men don’t require much persuasion,” she said, fingers dancing across his nape to slide into the hair on the back of his head.  “You certainly didn’t.”

“Well, I was a bit of a slut.”

“All it took was a suggestion and…”  She snapped her fingers behind his head.

“What if I’d turned you down?”

“I’d have walked away.”

“Just like that?”

“No means no, Hank.”

“So, what if I’d said maybe?”

“Depends on whether or not I found you worthy of the effort.”

“Then you have had to work for it before.”

Stella smoothed her hand back over Hank’s head, petting him like the loyal dog he was.  “I said that men don’t require much persuasion,” she said.  “Women like more than mere suggestion.”

“Do they?”  Hank slid his hands down from her hips to her backside.

“Some women like being seduced.”

“And some just take what they want,” he answered, squeezing her ass hard enough that she pulled on his hair.

“Don’t wrinkle me,” she said, rolling her hips slightly.  “The car will be here any minute.”

“Do I get to kiss you goodbye, or will I smudge you?”

“Hold still,” she answered, pulling his hair to tip his head back.  She swept her tongue across his mouth before brushing her lips against his in the lightest of kisses.

“Just two nights, right?” he asked.

“I’ll call.”

*****

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