…A miracle of miracles! Was the first time I tried Mulled Wine!
It was a cold winter’s day, with minus something degrees outside, and there we were, Shuli and I, thrown on the streets of Stratford-upon-Avon by our dear classmate (who later that evening took us to see ‘Matilda‘ the musical at the Royal Shakespeare Theatre).
Holding on to dear life only because we wanted to see Shakespeare’s birth place, we wandered through the freezing streets with ears harassed by the relentless wind and fists in our pockets like crumbled balls of paper.
And then we saw it. Shakespeare’s birth place. (We tried not to think “This is IT? This is ALL?”) and we payed our respects.
But after that, we were empty again. Both soul and stomach.
It was then that it happened. Across the street from the Birth Place was a quaint little tea shop called Hanley Sweet Tea Rooms. Little did I know that this was the place that would introduce me to the thing, the wonderful thing that is Mulled wine.
It looked like a warm and cozy place to spend the next few hours. And I was desperate for some lemon tart. We walked in gingerly and look around for lemon tarts. No lemon tarts. But they had a fire. And tea.
“Have you tried Mulled wine?” asked my friend.
I tried to look I knew what she was saying and yet didn’t?
“Well…uh…no…what is it?”
Two glasses were immediately ordered. “You MUST try Mulled wine.”
It came. I drank. I drowned. Such sweetness and spicyness and fruitiness and aromatic blessedness there was in each sip.
And what an appetite it put in us. We immediately ordered a scone.
After two glasses, I was overcome with a warm buzzing feeling that stayed the entire evening 🙂
You can make your own Mulled wine, of course, and rather easily too (ready packets of spices are available at every super market).
But I found this awesome Guardian interactive christmas food guide. Might be helpful!