There was once a fierce Croatian pirate known far and wide as Very Dark Beard, who terrorized the Aegean Sea. On his way elsewhere, Very Dark Beard ship wrecked on Italy’s heel of the boot, Apulia.
Much of his cargo washed ashore with him clinging atop. The native Apulians instantly threatened him with walking the plank right there on the beach but he saved the day by showing them how to plant cuttings of the native grape stock called Crljenak.
After many years and glorious harvests, Mr. Beard slipped away and surfaced somewhere in El Dorado, California, quite possibly near the very grape ranch of Andy and Elizabeth Standeven.
Pirate wine is not for the faint at heart or foolish by nature. Consume with care.
Bacchus, the Roman god of wine, dreamed one tempestuous night of a mighty river flowing red, fragrant wine. By the light of the new moon, he tossed in his toga as lightning flashed across the sky. Like the bright freshness of a perfect red wine rolling across his godlike palate, thunder rolled over those ancient Italian hills. Bacchus smiled that smile he reserved for his favorite among the Nyads, a saucy sprite named Barbera… her brash wit, stinging delivery, and her long, lasting humor amused Bacchus to no end. He called her a party in a bottle. We wrecklessly concur.
When he is not drinking his favorite beer, the Sexiest Man Alive drinks Wreckless Wred… of course he does…we’d like to think so, anyway. Catching arrows in flight? Parting the Wred Sea? Splitting atoms with his teeth? Jumping to the right conclusion every time? Yes to all.
Leonardo da Vinci? Very wreckless. Alexander Hamilton? Writing wreckless. So, wreckless is as wreckless drinks…the Wreckless Wred is an Italian blend, barbera and sangiovese, secretly seasoned with a smattering of French and grapes hailing from the Iberian Peninsula West.
Uncork adventure (and remember, the “W” is silent)
There’s two types of merlot out there… merlot, and Wreckless merlot. What makes it Wreckless? It’s gotta have backbone to hang all that flesh on. A big backbone. And it must have character, in the same way that our favorite pirate of yore has character. Charm, courage, swashbuckling sexuality, outrageous wit and a longing sense of adventure, with balance enough to stay on course. The El Dorado sunshine pours right out of the bottle, so pop this cork and let the journey begin!
One mention of Chianti and the sugarplum fairies put up pictures of Vespa scooters and the Leaning Tower of Pizza, and maybe The David and some plates of stunningly delicious food eaten overlooking the sea… Maybe thoughts of naughty debauchery in Pompeii before the lid came crashing down…we think of such scenes and many more with every sip.
Roberto Gibsoni has been delivering first-rate Sangiovese grapes to the Wreckless Blenders since 1996 from his estate on the Mendocino-Tuscan border…Lilting, elegant, seductive…oh my.
There’s two types of merlot out there…merlot, and Wreckless merlot. What makes it Wreckless? It’s gotta have backbone to hang all that flesh on. A big backbone. And it must have character, in the same way that our favorite pirate of yore has character. Charm, courage, swashbuckling sexuality, outrageous wit and a longing sense of adventure, with balance enough to stay on course. The El Dorado sunshine pours right out of the bottle, so pop this cork and let the journey begin!
A quote from the original Planet of the Grapes, 1968
GEORGE TAYLOR: “I’m a seeker too. But my dreams aren’t like yours. I can’t help thinking that somewhere in the universe there has to be something better than Cabernet Sauvignon. Has to be…”
From the sunny west coast of the Iberian Peninsula grows a grape called Touriga. When first crushed the dark blue berries release a bright, floral aroma portending the wine to come. We wrecklessly say it is akin to Portuguese Zinfandel. How wreckless are you?