It starts classy. Respectable. A little swirl, a little sniff, a thoughtful nod. “Mmm, citrus and stone fruit,” one of you says. But then, the first sip hits—bright, electric, just a little too good. And suddenly, the pace picks up.
Now, it’s competitive sipping. Someone makes an inappropriate noise. You’re both side-eyeing the bottle, calculating how much is left. The wine is alive—zippy lime, juicy peach, something herbal, something wild. “Oh, this is dangerous,” one of you murmurs. And just like that, it’s a full-blown descent into reckless pleasure.
A spill. Laughter. Someone’s shirt catches a splash of wine, but nobody stops. The acidity is teasing, the finish lingers, and by the time you reach the bottom of the bottle, you’re both very pleased with yourselves.
Pair it with whatever’s left on the table—half-eaten ceviche, lemon-drizzled burrata, or the fries you “definitely weren’t getting” but somehow ordered anyway.
Region: Weinviertel, Austria Grapes: Riesling, Chardonnay, Grüner Veltliner
