In the tradition of the best black cops and the most twisted strangers' friends comes The Grape Escape, the story of the almost perfect crime. It all started with a detailed plan, to make Arsene Lupin jealous. The weapons used were tact, nose and point-and-spring tricks. Twisting the invisible strings, the inevitable femme fatale, who made the corpus delicti, much more full-bodied and hot in the mouth, reminding me of another story. On “D” day, with the escape already well under way, the thief delivered the fruit of the theft – the forbidden grape – to the head woman. In the heat of the moment, he was betrayed and thus lost the taste of freedom. Deep down, he doesn't even hold grudges, every month he receives a bottle, which he drinks slowly with the prison guard.

As far as the nose is concerned, the aromas are in abundance, close to the bush, a symptom of evolution in barrels. In the mouth it presents a good tannin and some acidity. The Grape Escape has the art of stealing the senses, typical of the old Douro. Unsuspected accomplices: sausages, smoked meats, goat and sheep's cheeses.