Back in June, I published an article about the evolution of my relationship with Prosecco—to put it simply, for most of my adult life I was not a fan of perhaps Italy’s most popular wine. Why? Good question as I am normally an unabashed booster of bubbles, but I found most Prosecco on the U.S. market “either overly sweet, quite bitter, or some awful combination.”
All that changed the first time I met Silvia Franco, daughter of the winery’s owner, Primo Franco. She showed me that there are great wines being made in the region and explained that most of the Prosecco that one finds in the U.S. is the relatively cheap, usually mass-produced plonk (my word, not hers) upon which my prejudices were based.
My adoration for Nino Franco was enhanced by my visit last Fall and I now seek out both their wines and Proseccos from other producers with a similar emphasis on quality that are available in the U.S. market (there are not many).
A few weeks ago I received a couple of magnums of Nino Franco’s Rustico and several sparkling wine coupes to build a tower for Prosecco Day, which occurred this past Sunday, August 13th.
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Fabulous! I haven’t built mine yet because I was at TexSom. I’m going to build it at a fall Dallas Wineaux party. Perhaps a road trip north will be in order for you.
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I had a broken glass, so I needed to buy another, but it was worth it!
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Bravo!
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Grazie!
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Quite a powerful demo left aside the fact that I’d prefer to drink this from a standard white wine glass. But otherwise: bravo!
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Yeah, me too, but the coupe is far better for the fountain!
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Spendid!
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Cheers my friend!
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Magnifico!
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Mille Grazie!
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Perhaps a route trip north will be in ordination for you.
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I am always up for a trip!
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