It is said that Marie was the countess of Champagne, and Henry, her Count. Not only was she the countess, she was also a patron for literature.
I like the late countess, Marie, but what of her wine?
It’s Morrisons’ cheapest bottle of Champers, at fifteen smackeroonies. It purrs rather than pops, but that isn’t at all a bad thing, no sirree. It’s a bit of an old lady though, think Granny Marie: gentle, floral-smelling and eerily sweet.
And the colour… ah, I can see perpetuating the old lady metaphor here could be an overkill, so let’s just go for ‘golden’.
It’s a low-budget party Champagne, that would neither offend nor tantalise your guests. A glassful would be harmless enough, but for the price there are far more glamourous-gran Champagnes to choose from.