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Munching Vidal Blanc on Keuka Lake, New York
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Trapped at home, with a tornado toddler, my office and garage bulges with nearly 180 bottles of samples that I can’t taste with my accounts. Some bottles may not make it to the other side. So, time to turn on … Continue reading
Stuck at home? Grab a glass of something nice. Since we can’t travel, stray with me to the edge of wine-making. With so many “important” wine regions out there, I had set aside Canada’s Okanagan Valley. It was too far, … Continue reading
We could all use some Champagne about now.
I am deep into my WSET 4 Diploma course. I will write more about it, when not sequestered at home with a whirlwind toddler. But for now, I could not resist sharing this.
We started blind-tasting three sparkling wines. With no leads on what they might be, cost, or consist of, mixed in with two other sparkling wines, here is my 10 minute note on one that shone: Continue reading
APPEARANCE: Clear, light peach color with silver highlights, fine small bubble. AROMAS: Delicate medium intense fig, red pear, vanilla powder, cardamon, whipping creme, crême fraiche, light cinnamon, slight bandaid. PALATE: Dry, crisp medium plus acidity, seamless warm alcohol, medium minus … Continue reading
Hi Internet. Too much time has passed us by. It turns out that toddlers and bloggers mix like oil and water. My apologies.
Time to scratch the itch and wrap up our Vancouver Island drinks tour with one last review. To recap: Canada is not the Mediterranean. Wine grapes struggle to reach ripeness in this cool, marginal climate. Yet Vancouver Island, oddly, shelters enough microclimates to encourage some to try their hand at wine-making. Results range from enamel-etching bubbly (read here), tart Chardonnay (read here), decent but pale Pinot Noir (read here), a fine Gamay (read here), a solid hybrid white (read here), to a mixed-bag winery that distills great gin and vermouth (read here),
Maybe we’re going about this all wrong. Let’s drop the grapes and give cold-hardy apples a chance. We roll from Victoria North into the rolling verdant farm hills of Saanich Peninsula. A gravel road bends up a cliff overlooking gleaming Cordova Channel. Short apple trees for hand picking lead up to the white, decked, cidery and tasting room. The view stops us. Continue reading