Who needs football when you've got wine?
Argentina, we feel your pain. You try your damnedest in the FIFA world cup, only to come out a draw, then you're knocked out of the running at World Cup of Wine only a few days later. Here, have a drink.
Now please don't get the mistaken impression that I know anything about football. In fact, I don't even call it that - to me it will always be soccer. But it's kind of hard to ignore the fever that's going on over in Russia right now. I almost want to paint a bright flag on my face and start screaming while pumping my fists in the air. Almost.
But we've no time for watching matches at The World Cup of Wine - we've got too much drinking to do. The last Quarterfinal was no exception - in fact our generous hostess Aida had us drinking prosecco before the wine tasting - we like her style.
In the spirit of FIFA it was a very international showing - we had judges from Canada, Bosnia, Ireland, Australia, and… Loanhead. We settled in to try Spain's Torre Solar Macabeo (the judges said "nice, drinkable but forgettable" or even "meh") to Argentina's Quara Torrontes, a very perfumed white wine from Argentina. This one really got the judges going with comments like "makes Spanish wine seem much better!" and "like drinking edible perfume."
We then moved onto the next whites - a very interesting white Rioja from Spain ("Crisp! Would drink a bottle!") versus an Argentinian Chardonnay ("A bit yellow for me!") Then we asked the judges which they preferred between Spain's Mas Picosa Rose and Argentina's Los Haroldos Rose Malbec - most agreed the Spanish rose smelled amazing and a few judges very much liked the rose malbec, saying things like "could be my usual go-to" and "full on but interesting."
A quick break to get the barbeque hot and happening before we judged the reds - a classic red rioja from Spain against a cabernet sauvignon from Argentina. And once again the reds proved to divide the ranks - with some judges not liking either, and other judges loving the rioja or declaring it a very close contest.
While we indulged in dessert we tallied the scores and found that Spain had been triumphant.
Of course you could argue that the real winner was Alfie - if there's one thing a bunch of drunk, pet deprived women are good at, it's heaping affection on small dogs!
So with the quarterfinals over that means we'll see the return of France vs. South Africa in Semifinal A, and Chile will go against Spain in Semifinal B. Oh, and a bunch of other countries are still competing in Russia I guess, if you care about that kind of thing (it's a good thing nobody reads this blog, I could get deported for comments like that!) Here's a football-related image to show I actually really do care…