Dinner at Cacique is always a delight.
Wine from the Devil’s Locker puts it over the top.
I don’t know why the waiter decided to tell me about the all the foo-foo wines first. I mean, I was trying to look grown up. I wasn’t even wearing a Hello Kitty tee shirt or anything.
He looked surprised when I said, “I’ll take the Merlot from the Devil’s Locker, please.”
Clearly, he knows not with whom he fucketh.
Anyway, I chose the Merlot because it was the only one on the wine list that I hadn’t already tried.
Fair warning, pull up your grown-up pants before indulging in this one. Made from Merlot grapes grown in the Central-Valley of Chile, it’s rich, deep, and clearly not from a box. That one glass made me walk a little sideways.
Absolutely excellent and velvety smooth when paired with a bold flavored dish such as steak fajitas.
Vanilla, oak, smoke, and chocolate. Oh yeah, and grapes. A wickedly attractive concoction full of bad-assery and sophistication.
You’re gonna want some.
Oh yes, you will indeed.
Straight from the Devil’s locker.
The direct translation of Casillero is “pigeon hole” or “locker”.
From their website, I would guess that they are making reference to the Devil’s personal collection but let’s not get caught up on semantics.
It’s no secret that Xavier and I eat at Cacique a lot. I mean a lot.
I’ve had this Cabernet Sauvignon twice at Cacique and still liked it enough to get a bottle of my very own.
Caserillo del Diablo doesn’t mess around. This is the best Cabernet Sauvignon I’ve had. It’s got just the right amount of everything: right amount of oak, right amount of fruit, right amount of smooth finish, and generally the right amount of awesome.
I often find Cab to be a little full bodied, too bold, too much upper cut to the upper palate, but Caserillo del Diablo is not like that at all. It’s silky smooth and seriously dangerous. The bottle disappears very easily.
Other pertinent facts: NO red wine headache.
This is the first wine from Chile that I’ve had and I have to say that maybe Kricket is onto something. Chile tastes good.