152 days of travel have gained a sort of normalcy. We book a place. We pack. We train. We walk until our feet fall off, eat, visit museum/church/site/brewery/distillery/winery and then collapse. A few days later it begins again.
Today, we leave fabulous Prague and its beer for Dresden: which is in Germany: which makes wine, wine worthy again of writing about: unlike Prague’s wine, which was horrid.
We reach Dresden, realize that museums pack the city, and buy a 72 hour pass. They kindly keep our bags and we tour Zwinger Palace:
Grandma’s china cabinet never had life-sized tigers or statues of Alexander II in fired porcelain. Each piece presents a mind-boggling level of craft. We go on top of the patio along the arcade, sun setting, just as the porcelain bells chime. The Meissen factory becomes a must visit.
We grab a stollen at our neighborhood bakery, thinking “since Dresden claims to have invented this fruitcake why not?” Little do we know our minds are about to be blown.
At our organic grocery we get potatoes and eggs for omelets, as well as a bottle of something rare stateside: Riesling, sparkling Riesling.
Now in theory, Germany’s cold climate and Rieslings retained high acidity just might match Champagne’s continental perfection of miserable weather and tart fruit, let’s see.
Aromas: smell clean, with youthful and fascinating, moderate aromas of apricot, lime peel, violets, and slate.
Palate: feels off dry, but tidy and tart with medium plus acidity, mild alcohol 12.5%, and a small dancer’s lean body.
Flavors: taste of fresh ripe lime, apricot, slate, honey, and mint and last a medium plus length. Kloster Eberbach is very good fizz (4 of 5) and too complex for such a simple wine.
Check back next Monday as we explore more of Dresden, Germany’s fabulous wines, and visit Meissen (which has more than just pots).