by JAMILA RIZVI
Last night I had a three-course dinner.
It had been a long day at work. So when I finally made it through my front door around 10pm, I was exhausted and extremely, extremely hungry.
I quickly identified the ingredients I would need for my feast and then settled down on the couch to enjoy it with a glass of fine wine (read: flat coke).
For entrée: Doritos. Of the Cheese Supreme variety.
For main: Doritos. Again. This time tantalisingly dipped in Greek yogurt. The good stuff. The fancy stuff. Probably imported. From Greece. Or Melbourne.
For dessert: Cadbury Marvellous Creations.
I will admit it wasn’t the most nutritious meal of my life. Nor was it the most delicious. But it was food.
There are times in your life when your soul needs food – actual, food that you eat. (Not music, or higher learning or spirituality or what not). The joy that comes from a truly wonderful meal, accompanied by grapes the way they’re supposed to be consumed, is incomparable.
The meals that you share with your family and friends – the one where you eat beautifully presented, lovingly prepared and skillfully cooked food, accompanied by wine created by those who know what they’re doing – those are the meals you never forget.
Personally, some of the best food (and wine) memories I’ve ever had were on holidays to South Australia’s beautiful Barossa and McLaren Vale wine regions.
There are more than 200 cellar doors that are an hour’s drive from Adelaide. 200 doors – all of which open to the magical goodness of Shiraz, Cabernet Sauvignon and Pinot Noir.
I’m not one of those wine drinkers who does the old swirl-and-sniff. Well, I do it for effect but I don’t gain any wine-wisdom from the practice. But I definitely know what I like and there is a reason South Australia is known all over the world for it’s fabulous wines – they’re exactly that, fabulous.
My personal favourite for tasting is the wonderful St Hallets cellar door in the Barossa region. It’s this beautiful old building, tucked away behind the bush and with a spectacular view of the vineyards.