11/22/2025
There’s a specific kind of bravery required to commit to a magnum. It’s a declaration of intent. It says, “We are here to do some serious damage. We are not going anywhere.” That’s the whole point of Bondle Wines. The woman behind it, Duyen Ha, she gets it. She didn’t come at this as some clipboard-holding somm dusting off trophies in a cellar. She’s a chef. She came up through the fire—Marlow & Sons in Brooklyn, then the big leagues in France—Arpège, Mirazur. Places where the margin for error is zero and the ingredients have to scream their truth on the plate. She understands that wine isn’t an artifact to be worshipped; it’s food. It belongs on a table, stained with gravy, surrounded by noise and laughter. Simply, the best meals aren’t solitary exercises in intellectualism; they are shared, messy, communal acts of love.
And this juice? The 2017 Olivier Pithon Carignan? This is the real stuff. It comes from the Roussillon—rugged, sun-baked, unforgiving terrain. Carignan can be a brute if you mistreat it, a workhorse grape often relegated to blending anonymity. But in the hands of a guy like Pithon, and given the grace of time, it transforms. It’s been sitting in these big bottles for a while now, resting, evolving. The rough edge have smoothed out into something silky, profound, and terrifyingly drinkable. It tastes like dark fruit and licorice and the dust of the place it came from.
Which brings us to Thanksgiving. Let’s be honest. Thanksgiving is a wonderful hodgepodge of conflicting flavors—sweet potatoes, cranberry, rich gravy, dry turkey, and the potential for awkward family conversation. You don’t want a delicate, fragile little flower of a wine that’s going to get crushed by the stuffing. You want a wine with a backbone, with savory umami notes that can stand up to the onslaught. A magnum says you care enough to ensure no glass goes dry during the third recounting of your uncle’s political views.
Duyen brought these over so we wouldn’t have to think about it. She curated the experience so all you have to do is pull the cork and pour. So do it. Gather the people you actually like. Cook something heavy. Open the big bottle.