Quinta de Pinhanços 2012 Red Wine
Pinhanços is a magic slope that is like a balcony facing the majestic “Serra da Estrela”. Here we have an amazing view of rough cutted ridges that seem like brodery on a towel of an altar that sometimes is immaculated white. On each hill side, a small vilage, a chapel. And small streams wrinkle the landscape, running frightned but quietly slipping to the sea.
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Pinhanços is a magic slope that is like a balcony facing the majestic “Serra da Estrela”. Here we have an amazing view of rough cutted ridges that seem like brodery on a towel of an altar that sometimes is immaculated white. On each hill side, a small vilage, a chapel. And small streams wrinkle the landscape, running frightned but quietly slipping to the sea.
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Data sheet
- Region
- Dão
- Tasting Notes
- Intense ruby colour. Aroma of intense berries fruits. Good volume, excellent tanin structure. Intense, long and persistent finish
- Consumption
- 16ºC
- Enjoy
- Great combination with red meat, red meat salami and cheeses
- Bottle Size
- White meats, pastas dishes and grilled seafood
- Country
- Portugal
- Type
- Red Wine
- Year
- 2012
- Weight
- 1.5
- Cast
- Touriga Nacional, Tinta Roriz, Alfrocheiro, Jaen
- Alcohol
- 14%
- Vinification
- Wine fermented with long maceration with controled temperature between22 and 24ºC
- Wine Maker
- Álvaro Castro
- Ageing
- Aged 6 months in French “Allier” Oak Barrels and 2 months in cellar beforereleasing to the consumer
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Pinhanços is a magic slope that is like a balcony facing the majestic “Serra da Estrela”. Here we have an amazing view of rough cutted ridges that seem like brodery on a towel of an altar that sometimes is immaculated white. On each hill side, a small vilage, a chapel. And small streams wrinkle the landscape, running frightned but quietly slipping to the sea.
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