Brooding

Volcanic, aristocratic, and quietly aware that everything is changing.

Dark, peppery and a little haunted — like Manderley after midnight.

Claret for an English country house, poured with perfect restraint.

Delicate, melancholy and unmistakably Japanese.

Bone-dry and salt-sprayed, for a very long voyage.

The monks perfected this wine. Drink it while one solves a murder.

Deep, dark and passionate — a red as grand as a Russian novel.

Something warming by the fire while the wind howls across the moors.