This wine has travelled a long way to get to the UK… as the name of the bodega states, from the end of the world.


It’s a blend of cabernet sauvignon, merlot and malbec and has had 15 months in oak and a few in the bottle ageing. The label is substantial, being engraved in metal and stuck onto one of the heaviest wine bottles I have ever held. If climate change is an issue for wine production, then this wine might make an ample drop to consume as the world world goes up in flames (a Google translate definition of ‘Del Fin Del Mundo’ shows up as “Doomsday”!). 

del fin del mundo bottle

So does the taste justify the means?

There is no doubting the quality of the wine, even after a few minutes of being open the aromas of chocolate, plum, cherry, pepper and gentle vanilla reach out and caress the nostrils. The colour is a rich carmine, not opaque but dark and attractive.

To drink this wine is a pleasure on its own; silky tannins that coat the mouth, the acidity and fruit are delicious. It’s got a beautiful balance that assures me that this wine is at the beginning of it’s life cycle. I would like to taste it throughout the ensuing decade, year by year, to follow its development.

The alcohol content is 14.5%, which is at the higher end of my preferred drinking levels. It is doubtless a wine that can tackle the heartiest of foods and at this time of year make sure you’re serving with the best quality steak, the best quality lamb cutlets with herbs, or the finest roasted vegetables. What ever the pairing, make sure that the food has cojonas… because this Del Fin Del Mundo Special Blend certainly does!

In the UK this wine can be ordered from for £19.99


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