We had a superb risotto on Friday, with plenty of shellfish goodness and some scrummy spinach in the mix. The recipe called for a cup of white wine, and this bottle from a Laithwaites case was lurking in the fridge for just such an occasion.
I have to declare an un-interest, chenin blanc isn’t my favourite varietal. I loved it as I was cycling along the Loire, but I’m not convinced it travels all that well to or from South Africa.
Outside of the risotto it smelled fresh with citric apple-i-ness (applyness? appliness?). It was just dry and the acid was softened slightly by serious chilling. It tasted a smidge diluted, there was fruit there, but it seemed to be hiding. It was OK, but I wouldn’t choose it over other wines in the £5-7 bracket.