We had smoked chicken the other day and I was scratching my head over something casual to drink with it. The smoking of the chicken made me think of say a Riesling Kabinett (now that ripeness at harvesting has been well boosted by global warming) or maybe a light Pinot Noir seeing that it is somewhat a variation on the roast chicken theme. In the end I decided to try a rose, and ended up plumbing for Mateus Rose (I did say casual, didn't I?)
Now Mateus Rose is one of those wines many had in their youth but now wish never to admit they had. (For Jancis Robinson, it was Hirondelle according to her book). Yet having it that night with the smoked chicken, with which it went amazing well, it seemed that there should not be any shame in admitting to drinking it. A deep pink bordering on a light strawberry red, it had a crisp fruity nose. There was a crisp fruity palate after a light acidic prickle on entry well supported by an acid backbone.
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