Can you fall in love with a wine? I did. Weeks ago, I was in Spoleto, Italy, with my friend Paulo Faustini, who founded Umbrian Serenades, and we attended a dinner where Tabarinni wines were served with an excellent meal. The producer was there, and talked about each wine as it was served with the various courses. The first one was Tabarrini Rosato. Made from Sagrantino grape, it was the hit of the night, and everyone in our group - twelve of us actually - looked in vain for it in town. Then, before our farewell dinner, I walked from our hotel to the Piazza Mercato, wandering into a wine store and finding it on a lower shelf for eight euros. I bought one (later chiding myself for not getting two) and stashed it in my small suitcase like a precious relic.
Paulo came for dinner a day ago. I made Porchetta Pork Chops, Baked Radicchio and Endive, and paired the Tabarinni with a simple Caprese Salad. It was tangy and dry, with a hint of effervescence. Heaven in a glass. Unfortunately, you won't be able to find it here in America. But you can come sing with me in Italy next summer!