When you sandwich a tasting between Piglets and royalty in the morning, and a pre-launch dinner at a not-yet-opened London restaurant in the evening, you might be guilty of rushing it at the very least, and blistered-feet distraction at the very worst. But with the first mouthful of wine, Vin Cognito got me straight back into gear, and for the next three hours they held me captive. Lucia and James have managed, once again, to spin their eclectic tastes into a helter-skelter of sheer delight, from the most bewitching orange wine I have ever tasted, to a wine made by a Scotsman in Spain which reminded me of jacarandas in September on hot Zimbabwean roads. Lots of merchants use the words 'hand selected'. With these wines, I would go so far as to say there's as much heart selection behind them as hand selection. Forgive me for all the exclamation marks.
The 53 wines below are grouped by colour and presented in the order they were tasted.
The Rules: The first rule of Vin Cognito is you don’t talk about Vin Cognito! The second rule of Vin Cognito is you don’t talk about Vin Cognito! The third rule of Vin Cognito is that if you adhere to the above, Vin Cognito goes out of business! Please talk about Vin Cognito.