You’ve still got the red nose on when the first glass hits. Someone’s laughing too loud in the corner, juggling cherry tomatoes while another loads a water pistol with Sauvignon Blanc. You take aim before they do — first shot lands on bare skin, rolling in a cold rivulet that smells of lime, elderflower, and gooseberry.
It’s not just a drink anymore, it’s ammunition. The acidity fires straight and fast, slicing through the air like a whip crack. Green apple shrapnel. Grapefruit zest confetti. You reload before they’ve recovered, this time pouring straight down someone’s throat, watching their eyes go wide at the mineral bite.
The floor’s littered with cucumber slices, chèvre smears on baguette halves, and someone’s using grilled asparagus as a fencing foil. Every splash of wine leaves a trail of citrus and salt, pulling people in like moths to a bare bulb.
You don’t know who wins, or if there was even a game. But when the bottle’s empty and your shirt’s soaked in Sauvignon, you’re grinning like you’ve just survived the sexiest food fight in history.
Region: Südsteiermark (Southern Styria), Styria, Austria Grapes: Sauvignon Blanc
