Curing the sherry blues
It’s been eight whole days since we left Jerez – just enough time for the sherry blues to set in!
Back to the day job, the Scottish weather and having to work during siesta – things were looking bleak!
But, oh happy day, my day job brought me to London tonight, so look where I ended up….
So, here I am with dinner reservations across the courtyard at Camino at 8.30. What’s a girl to do until her friend turns up for dinner? Oh, I know – drink some sherry!!
Pepito is London’s original sherry bar, and winner of Time Out magazine’s bar of the year in 2010. Small but beautifully formed there’s room for about 20 to sit inside and some classic botas outside to lean against. Plenty of sherry memorabilia on the walls and a great by-the-glass sherry list.
I couldn’t start with anything other than my favourite – Palo Cortado. Pepito stocks three and I plumped for the heavenly Bodegas Rey Fernando de Castilla. Antique Palo. Oh it just doesn’t get better than this on a Tuesday evening in London!
It would’ve been very easy to stick with that, but I don’t like routine! Vine Inspiration’s recent blog post about González Byass’ Amontillado Del Duque had intrigued me. Not a wine I’d tried before, it was time to give it a whirl.
Lovely rich caramel smells, and a wonderful super-dry nutty flavour have developed in its 30 years in the barrel – almonds, walnuts and a looooooonnnnnnngggggg finish. Delicious. This would be great with a game pate.
The guys across the bar from me were first timers, and they were fascinated by the tastes and the back story of the Manzanilla and Fino they were trying. Two more converts to the sherry revolution!
They say that the sense of smell is the most evocative of all, but I reckon taste comes a close second. Here at Bar Pepito tonight the smells and tastes have transported me back to happy days in Jerez. The perfect antidote to the sherry blues!
And on that note, I’d better go across the road and have my supper!