Wine Press: Some red wines to disguise barbecue disasters

I MADE burgers the other day. I needed burgers for the barbie. There weren’t any in the shops. I could have flattened meatballs, but I felt sorry for them, sitting there pert and plump and perfect and expectant. I would have felt like I’d squashed a fly. So I made some. Perfect timing too. As this coming Wednesday, t’internet tells me, is National Burger Day. (Not for the […]