Blame The Enchanter
TASTING NOTES: “Cherry, raspberry” (AbV 14.5%, pH 3.56)
VARIETALS: 59% Grenache, 36% Syrah, 5% Mourvèdre
BARRELS: All neutral 500 and 600L puncheons
PAIRS WITH: Roast leg of lamb with scalloped potatoes
THAT REMINDS ME OF: Freston — the giant in Don Quixote who is definitely, 100% not a giant.
Specifically, Frestón is the evil enchanter Don Quixote blames when reality fails to cooperate with his delusions. Windmills look like giants? Frestón. Sheep look like an army? Frestón. Roadside inn looks like a castle? Frestón did that too, probably. He’s the in-universe explanation for every single time Don Quixote is catastrophically wrong about what he’s looking at, which is essentially always. A villain invented to paper over a protagonist’s complete inability to perceive the world accurately.
It’s a remarkably useful concept and I’m a little surprised it never caught on as a common noun. Every era has its Frestón — the shadowy force you blame when your confident prediction turns out to be a windmill. The enchanter who made the meeting go long, who scrambled the GPS, who is definitely responsible for whatever just happened to the stock market. Medieval literature invented a whole character just to be the reason a man on a horse could charge at livestock and remain technically blameless, and honestly that’s more psychologically sophisticated than half the self-help shelf at the airport.
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