Everybody loves a bit of wine. Pick your poison–a full bodied Pinot, a smooth Savvie with a kick or maybe a light and fruity Rosé. Whatever you’re after, Amisfield does it well. Central Otago is most well known for their Pinot Noirs but Amisfield’s award winning selection of both reds and whites prove that these guys know what they’re doing.
Though production actually takes place offsite at the vineyard, the venue hosts a bistro and tasting room best described as high class with a touch of casual. I looked but couldn’t find the expected pretentiousness anywhere.
The first steps I took into the bistro reminded me of home. Comfy chairs and a cozy fireplace connected to a gorgeous open-air courtyard commemorated the perfect summer day.
The tasting room was stocked and, for a nominal fee, eight sparklings, whites and reds are available for consumption.
The Marlborough region is known for its Sauvignon Blanc. Here, in Central Otago, they’re known for the Pinot Noir. Theirs, being the signature wine, has won gold awards at numerous top competitions in the world. It’s rich and dark with notes of black plumb. Low in tannins and sugar, it’s a good health choice! For me, though, the real standout was the Rocky Knoll Pinot. The deep and dark, full-bodied earth tones hit the spot. Not too sweet, not too dry. It’s my type of wine.
And the bistro definitely held its own. We ordered a zucchini and goats cheese bruschetta with a side of local bleu cheese on sourdough. I had a glass of the Pinot Blanc while my tasting partner in crime had a glass of the Rosé.
The cheese came with a homemade jelly that I assumed to be some sort of apricot marmalade. In actuality, it’s a jelly made from one of their desert wines! The idea of an alcoholic jelly makes me think I should pick up a jar for breakfast!
The Amisfield Wine Company has got it goin’ on. They’re professional yet edgy; some of the bottles even have QR codes that will bring up tasting notes for your all your wine geekery pleasure.
Take the bus, though. You’ll be buzzin’ on your way out that door.
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