Tasting Notes
A floral, heathery peat smoke wafted over the steep slope of a gravel beach with the clouds hanging low and the mist coming in from the sea – one could almost sense the creepy eerie feeling that slowly arose. That was blown away on the palate; big oily sweet smoke like a peaty Lapsang Souchong tea and oysters served with lime, coriander and tabasco. After we added water the sun came out and we sat on the pier with a glass of white Vinho Verde, a wonderfully easy to drink wine from the north of Portugal. For lunch we had fiorelli pasta with garlic prawns and smoked salmon, garnished with black seaweed caviar.