Dreaming of some down time after a hectic year? We can think of no better way to wind down this festive season, than our bubbly & oyster tasting, now on offer at The Manor at our farm in Paarl, for R160 per person.
The tasting includes:
- Première Cuvée Brut
Sparkling and fresh fruity fun
Paired with an oyster dressed with Tabasco, tomato and onion salsa, with lemon wedges
- Nederburg Cap Classique
Great minerality, orange zest and freshly baked brioche
Paired with a pineapple, shallots and candied lime oyster
- Green Bubbles Sparkling Cocktail
Mint syrup, gin, lemon juice and fresh green apple
Paired with a pickled melon, apple and mango oyster
What’s more, if you purchase wine from us in excess of R600 during your visit, you will get your bubbly & oyster tasting for free! Quite a nice deal, if we may say so ourselves…
Come spend some magical summer moments with us.
For bookings and additional information, please contact us on 021 862 3104 or send an e-mail to firstname.lastname@example.org.
We look forward to welcoming you to our beautiful home.
Some considerations: Strict Covid-19 hygiene and safety measures are in place at The Manor. Wearing of masks is a must! Arriving guests will be greeted at the door and a member of our friendly staff will use a handheld contactless device to take your temperature. Right of admission reserved. We support the responsible consumption of alcohol.
Buy R600 worth of wine and get your oyster tasting for FREE worth R160 per person.
Our shells clacked on the plates.
My tongue was a filling estuary,
My palate hung with starlight:
As I tasted the salty Pleiades
Orion dipped his foot into the water.
Alive and violated,
They lay on their beds of ice:
Bivalves: the split bulb
And philandering sigh of ocean.
Millions of them ripped and shucked and scattered.
We had driven to that coast
Through flowers and limestone
And there we were, toasting friendship,
Laying down a perfect memory
In the cool of thatch and crockery.
Over the Alps, packed deep in hay and snow,
The Romans hauled their oysters south to Rome:
I saw damp panniers disgorge
The frond-lipped, brine-stung
Glut of privilege
And was angry that my trust could not repose
In the clear light, like poetry or freedom
Leaning in from sea. I ate the day
Deliberately, that its tang
Might quicken me all into verb, pure verb.
– Seamus Heaney