The wine's fresh cut grass aromas and frisky acidity perfectly pair with the wealth of scrumptious oysters harvested further south in Cap Ferret, a seaside resort adjacent to the Arcachon Bay, often called the Hamptons of Bordeaux. I can still taste the fat juicy oysters exploding with creamy brininess, like kiss of fresh sea air.
At this time of year in the U.S., the sunlight suddenly seems less vibrant, summer fruits give way to root vegetables in farmers markets, and it feels as if the holidays and winter's chill are just around the corner. Don't you wish you could step into a time machine and head back to spring, with the first splash of green and the promise of summer? That's what we've done for the past few winters, while researching our book, "Wines of the Southern Hemisphere," and there really is something special about springtime in the Barossa.