Oddero Barolo – The toast of London town

I’ll be the one to admit it. Despite the glamour of spitting in public, the purple-stained teeth plus a light, but constant, dull headache, wine tastings are just run-of-the-mill affairs. Here’s how it goes 99% of the time. You exchange pleasantries with the winemaker, taste through their wines, swirly swirl, sniffy sniff, chewy chew, spitty spit,…