Those of us who watch Game of Thrones are essentially in a cult.
Like a peanut butter and pickle sandwich (I'm serious), it's one of those things you don't understand until you try it. When someone tells me they don't watch Game of Thrones, I do my best to persuade them to give it a shot. Up until last October, I was one of you people. I get you. I had know idea Jon Snow was, nor did the phrase "Winter is Coming" mean diddly-squat to me. All I knew was that there was a crazy amount of boobies, some white-haired girl was riding dragons, and Peter Dinklage was apparently killing it.
But last October I was living in Cincinnati and had only a few friends (all of whom who were avid Game of Thrones fans), so I decided to give it a shot. It was goodbye world and hello reddit fan theories. Now my daydreams and search are history are flooded with facts about the white walkers and shirtless images of Nikolaj Coster-Waldau. (You're welcome.)
On the plus side, having a routine TV show to look forward to instantly creates an excuse to drink a bottle of wine! GoT episodes are about an hour long, meaning you can easily split a bottle with a fellow nerd and have some time leftover to discuss everything you just saw in great, drunken detail.
For the most recent ep, I went with a Gamay, inspired by one of my role models and figures of inspiration, Marissa A. Ross. Like the Children of the Forest, the Gamay grapes are old as shit. They were first harvested around the 1360s in the Gamay region(obvi), which is a small village south of Beune in France. It got super popular around the time the Bubonic Plague started to fade out, so needless to say, the survivors needed a drink.
The Beaujolaius-Villages was my fist Gamay ever and boy oh boy was it easy to drink. It's tannic and tart on the front, and then zaps into a red starburst, dancing on the tastebuds like an artificial (albeit, kickass) fruit flavor. It then mellows into the fizz of cola, making the whole ordeal feel like a trip the movies. And if you're anything like me and watching GoT with the volume up and the lights off, you're basically replicating that sexy experience anyway. Since this wine apparently pairs well with cheese, I'd recommend throwing in some parmesan-dusted popcorn and calling it classed-up trip to the ArcLight.
What we drank: The 2014 Louis Jadot Beaujolais-Village. One hundred percent Gamay.
Where it came from: The Beaujolais-Village, which is a French Appellation d'Origine Contrôlée (AOC).
Where I drank it: On Lindsay's couch in Santa Monica while watching GoT. Palms trees in the dark, the mid-June breeze, and Trader Joe's InnerPeace were all solid accompaniments.
What it tasted like: The good (not cough syrupy) kind of artificial cherry flavor, like red popsicles and gummy candy. Tannic and tart, with notes of fat berries.
When/where to drink it: Like I mentioned, this bad boy is easssyyyyyy like Sunday morning, AKA perfect for pairing with complicated TV shows when you need to fOcUs. You could sneak it into a movie theatre and have a blast. Also a great table wine for when rando guests come over and you pull out some cheese and crackers to satisfy while sit cross-legged with your hand on your chin and catch up on who had the weirdest Tinder date.