Before I get into it remember that the first three letters of beautiful are Bea.
And I now present for your adulation Azienda Paolo Bea’s 2010 Umbria Rosso “San Valentino”, a 70% Sangiovese/15% Sagrantino/15% Montepulciano that I want to marry.
Bea is also the first three letters of Beau. This wine will be my lover. And my Valentine(o). Good god the wordplay is endless. I’ll try to restrain my verbal tendencies.
Why do I love this wine? The Rosso is sturdy and dark-souled, but elegant. I guess I want to court a regal beast.
Also don’t forget Bea switched up is Bae.
It is man enough to, well, manhandle me. Sturdy tannins for days.
But graceful enough to make it last. It is all tomato balsamic and earth and cola and more dirt but thats just flotsam in a dark berry river running down dry as fuck riverbeds. And me and my beau are rafting through on a float made of 50 year old vines.
Beautiful Bae, I want this Bea to be my beau.
I either need to drink more wine, or get laid, which is which. As it is I am writing this sober at home on a Tuesday. I’m going to eat some ice cream and dream of getting my greedy hands on more Bea.
You do you.
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