2003 Wolf Blass Syrah

A calm and steady vino placed astride the three cold Coronas required to off-set Jolly Man's "hot peppers on the side" during this pre-Christmas curry extravaganza. Sweat broke out on Teeth's massive forehead only intermittently, and I can report that the t-paper rolls stayed in the freezer next morning, so all was well in the end. Herr Wolf blithely witnessed some serious story-telling about civil engineers jumping in waist deep water while sea caving in Cornwall, an unexpected u-trou dropping episode between a Granny and Jolly at the Jamaica Inn, and the perplexing ins and outs of government contracting vis a vis future unemployment. The evening closed for Lin&Mike as other reveler's turned toward Caledonian and Linguini beverages far beyond the Wolf's easygoing pace. Danke, mein Herr.