With Kobe 🥩 in Kobe Japan — 2 months ago
Citrus slice precise like a scalpel slash.
Lime peel, green apple, it’s a tongue reaction,
Gooseberry funk, now that’s chemical satisfaction.
Aromatics hit like alien spores,
Givin’ tastebuds tours through interstellar doors.
Acidic but smooth, like vinyl in the lab,
No oak cloak — just stainless swag.
I diagnose it: crisp, dry, a clean incision — 7 days ago
Stick to white wine and sake 🤷🏻♂️ — 2 months ago
Dry pinot — 2 months ago
Bang’n — 5 months ago
Dylan Thomas
First swirl—legs run slow, got that elegant grip,
Ruby red robe with a velvet-laced drip.
Nose hits like poetry, rhymes from the vine:
Crushed cherries, rose petals, and that forest floor pine.
Hints of cola, dry herbs, and a whisper of clove,
Silky aromatics from the Sta. Rita Grove.
On the tongue, it’s finesse—ain’t no flex, just flow,
Bright acid in the rhythm, tannins smooth like whoa.
Strawberries play jazz with a mushroomy groove,
Earthy mid-palate got that terroir move — 6 days ago