You've heard the phrase "Don't judge a book by it's cover", and in the wine world, that translates to "Don't judge a wine by it's frightening name". Case in point: BUKETTRAUBE (boo-ki-trobb), the meaty little South African white. So lush, refreshing, and aromatic...it seems wrong that it gets branded with a name worthy of a weapon of war. Somehow the name BUKETTRAUBE doesn't conjure up images of juicy peaches, spicy cloves, and a touch of honey. But give it a sip, and that's what you get. Big enough to wash down some pomegranate-glazed chicken meatballs with chickpea puree. And I know you've always got some of those on hand, right? (If not, head to Willi's Wine Bar. Photo included for temptation purposes.)
So here's my plug for a wine that you might pass on because it lacks the dainty alias it deserves. Bravo BUKETTRAUBE!
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