Calgary may be buried in December snow, but I found a spark of joy in a full Rioja tasting paired with cheeses- a tiny rebellion against winter. From bright Joven to stately Gran Reserva, matched with everything from soft and mild to gloriously stinky, it became a cosy ritual of seasonal denial. For one evening, the blizzard felt less like a burden and more like a reason to sip, savour, and pretend the tundra was Spain.