Novel Wines Novels & Stories

The waiter still had a good attitude and smiled, "So, Sir, your friend just ordered a bottle of red wine, you know that, right?" "I knew that, it can't be the red wine for 400,000, right?" Richard's heart skipped a beat, he thought he might have guessed right. The waiter smiled at him, "Yes, Sir." "What kind of wine costs 350,000? Do you think I haven't had good wine before?" "Sir, your friend wanted our limited supply of Romanee Conti Pinot Noir! I think you must have heard of Romanee Conti, Pinot Noir is its noble variety, priced at thirty-five thousand, our store, only able to get two bottles in a year."

"I seem to have acquired another slave for the next two weeks." "It sounds like a fascinating story, but I need to take your orders, starting with drinks. If I have time later, perhaps we'll chat." Gwen surprised me by offering to buy wine for the table. She said having a glass of wine after supper was usually all she had to look forward to, but had found several wines she was quite fond of and they served them here. When I agreed, she ordered one bottle of Carpineto Vino Nobile di Montepulciano Riserva 2013 and a bottle of Castello di Monsanto Chianti Classico Riserva 2015 and water all around.

The waiter had returned for the second time, I noticed, and another waiter stood beside him, arranging the orders before us. I was about to continue when she cut me off, "He does have a point, still. I source wine from the best. I have heard news that your wine is great but we also have a lot of wines that turned into household names, and now that I think about it, what would possibly cause people to get it? Powers Wines have a lot of reasons why people keep buying despite the fact that they produce only red wine.. I have no idea why they will not do white. What is special about Kat Wines, Katerina?" She stabbed the fork before her into the steak and brought it to her lips.

Chapter 4: After Service They found themselves at the bar again, the Barolo mostly gone, the restaurant around them in its after-service quiet. She refilled both glasses with what was left. He sat beside her instead of across from her. “The wine list,” he said. “Yes,” she said. “The 2014 section,” he said. “There’s a gap. Two producers you have through 2013 and then nothing.” She looked at him. “They had a difficult vintage in 2014,” she said. “I know,” he said. “But the 2014 from both of them is what happened when the difficulty became interesting. They had to make different decisions. Those decisions are in the bottle.”

If she never ran away from him today, there was a high possibility that she would've never been able to locate this part of the mansion. She walked down the spiral staircase and entered the wine cellar. The cellar was dimly lit and there was a big shelf on the wall that spread across the whole room filled with the most world-famous, expensive and, limited edition wines and beverages. There was a different cabinet for beverages. The shelf contained a lot of wines including a Screaming Eagle Sauvignon Blanc and 2004 Penfolds Block 42 Kalimna Cabernet Sauvignon. There were only two bottles of Penfolds ever sold, one was with her brother and the other one was with him.

Bridget looks at the two dumb-ass sons of his late boss. She is relief because Luke is always been a caring brother to his estrange brother. Connor is licking his molars before saying a word, “thanks … brother,” somewhat chilling reply for him. Attorney Don is whirling the wine in the white wine glass before smelling its aroma. The Blanc de blancs wine is exclusively made from fine white grapes that they also like. Its fermented aroma and taste is significantly in the standard of these billionaires.

I stood up, and and separated the wine glasses, explaining each to her. "There's the Cabarnet, Burgundy, Bordeaux, Zinfandel, Pinot noir, Rose, Chardonnay, Viognier, Sparkling,sweet wine, vintage, rose white,port, Sherry, Balloon, Flute, Stemless and Aerating." I said the words over and over and made her say it too. "Most people have just one or two sets of wine glasses but for someone of a high social class, it's important that you knew all of them and their various uses."

Camila asks anxiously. “It smells delicious,” I assure her. Then I take a sip and determine that it is, indeed, a superior blend. I don’t usually like berry wines, but there’s something special there, something wholly unlike traditional grape wines. I can tell this is a reflection of its territory, like other special, micro-winery wines. The wine tells a story on my tongue, and I take another sip to taste the sequel. “Thank you,” I say, my gratitude toward my fiancé more sincere than I’ve managed in a long time. “This is excellent.” She looks pleased and takes a healthy swig.