Breaking Bad: French Wine Rules VS Vincent Paris, Granit blanc, 2015

French wine has many, many, many rules.  Many.  To put a place name on a label might require using one grape type, one pruning method, a max yield, a min or max potential alcohol, using only sugar or water additions, barrel and bottle aging times. Why do the French do this?  Well, ideally, this preserves traditions and wine styles. Otherwise, France might endlessly chase trends: tearing up Merlot for Syrah in Bordeaux, planting Chardonnay in Sancerre, or making Prosecco in Champagne. *Shudder

In Cornas, northern Rhône’s smallest (possibly most adorable) region, you can only make 100% Syrah.  Vincent Paris grew up in Cornas.  He inherited ancient Syrah vines from his grandfather and rents some from his uncle.  Paris farms 17 hectares biodynamically and makes fabulous Syrah.

But one cannot live on red alone.

Paris has a cooler, north-facing vineyard. So he planted Viognier and Roussanne. Instead of Cornas, a vague Vin de Pays de L’Ardèche must grace the label. Hence today’s wine:

Vincent Paris, Granit blanc, Vin de Pays de L’Ardèche, France 2015 $25

Vincent Paris Granit Blanc 2015

Its COLOR looks a brilliant clear medium golden straw with muscular legs.

AROMAS smell heady, liquor-like, akin to a tropical Highland Whisky.  Dried apricot and apples, candied lavender, lychee, red peppercorn, and vanilla powder.

The PALATE seems sweet, but the ripeness fools you. This is dry, with medium acidity, the 14% alcohol feels a touch hot, the body feels plump and seamlessly viscous in texture.

FLAVORS ease in casually with a white pear, honey, kiwi, mint, bakers’ vanilla, lemon juice. It lasts a medium, subtle length that drops off.

Paris’ Granit blanc is very good (4 of 5): the aromas smells ripe and complex, the dryness is serious and pleasant.  This is a great wine for salty Fall Thanksgiving dishes: turkey, gravy, potatoes you name it!

But I gotta knit pick the alcohol, simple flavors, and the label…that beige church on a harry mound is, well, *cough, suggestive.

 

The biggest words are “2015” and cursive “Granit blanc”, which is near illegible. Maybe the French get it.

Some time in neutral oak might blow off the alcohol and add a touch of complexity.  Any other label might help clue customers that this is special.  But at least Paris broke the rules. Feeling rebellious? Try it!

 

 

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Bloody Bubbly Lambrusco For Halloween

Happy Halloween! We begin tonight with bloody bubbles from Italy. Umberto Cavicchioli e Figli’s Vigna del Cristo Lambrusco di Sorbara 2015 is dry, crisp, and light with strawberry pith, red grapefruit, and a fine chalk finish.

IMG_5230Ok! Maybe it is a little more cadillac pink than blood red, but it works!

Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments

Monster Halloween Wine: ZD Abacus Cabernet Sauvignon Napa Valley XVIII

This Halloween, if you really want to blow minds and scare money out of your wallet or purse, consider a wine unlike any other. It is made by  ZD winery, which has grown for three generations under the deLeuze family. They make great Napa Pinot Noir and Chardonnay, but their organic Cabernet Sauvignon vineyard in Rutherford is top notch.

How about we ease into things:

$75 will buy you ZD’s 2013 Cab: a fresh-faced, bright red cherry driven wine with light vanilla, mint, and coconut (thanks to old school American oak). It feels medium bodied, soft yet brassy, ringing like a small bell with acidity, and mild tannins perfect for grilled chicken with a balsamic glaze, charcuterie. It is very good (4 of 5) with years to go.

If you feel a bit more serious, $210 will buy ZD’s 2013 Reserve Cabernet Sauvignon. It rings with concentrated red cherry liquor, fresh blackberry, vanilla extract, and cocoa powder. The palate feels drier, wooded, grippy, toasty, serious, yet smooth enough. It loves triple creme brie, lean meats, even dark chocolate. It is outstanding (5 of 5) and could peak in five more years.

But enough dancing around the tombstone. If you really want a shocking Cabernet, unleash ZD’s Abacus XVIII Napa Valley Cabernet Sauvignon from its black alligator-skinned, red velvet-lined coffin:

Abacus Box

 

This one bottle holds twenty four vintages of ZD Reserve Cabernet. Yes, in 1992 ZD decided it would be fun to start a solera program, holding barrels of Cab, bottling some 15%, then topping them off with the next vintage. Like Count Dracula, that old Cabernet will live forever on the blood of the young.

Today’s XVII’s retains a small portion that original Cabernet grown when Clinton became president, films like Wayne’s World, Aladdin, and Batman Returns graced the cinema, and Euro Disney was built. Good times.

So does Abacus time travel or taste like the undead?

Abacus Wine

The APPEARANCE looks a clear, medium intense garnet with a seamless bricked edge and doughy legs.

Intense AROMAS swarm the entire glass bowl and carry skyward.  Violets, fresh and dried glow, like the fanciest potpourri imaginable. Ripe blueberry and black cherry liquor get layered into mocha, dried black vanilla bean, and soft caramel.

The dry PALATE, pings about with brambly acidity, rich, whole-grained tannins, a nearly full body. But be wary of sediment.

Intense FLAVORS kick about the palate with twangy orange peel, tart red and yet ripe supple black cherry, lightly toasted cedar, and dried tobacco that last endlessly.

Twenty four years form a synced cacophony of murmurs and shouts.  Each vintage, some tired, some hot, some bright, some dark, all call for attention.  We overuse words like complex or unique with wine.  But ZD’s Abacus stands alone. It is outstanding stuff (5 of 5). Honestly, do not worry about pairing anything with it.

One would expect oxidation or sherry-like notes, but ZD has avoided that. Also, this wine does not really evolve open.  It also has no reflection in mirrors.  Days on, it remains just as fresh yet shadowy: trapped in time.

The real scary part though, a three bottle pack will burn $1,950 of your hard-earned cash (or get a three liter bottle for $5,250). Then again, they only produce twelve barrels and it will age forever.  Dracula’s castle might need to rent rooms on AirBNB.  But its hard to put a price on imortality.

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Give Australia a Second Chance

Ignore the echo chamber. Australia makes amazing wine. Yet more than a decade has passed since “critter wines” tanked Australia’s image and sales internationally.  And still customers cling to herd mentality and scoff at them. Restaurant and shop owners share blame too, claiming they cannot sell them.

The key: take a break from buying $10 wine and expecting it to change your world. Disappointment usually follows. Spend what you would on any great bottle.

For example:

Two Hands, Shiraz, Bella’s Garden, Barossa Valley, Australia 2013 $45-$62

IMG_5059

Michael Twelftree and Richard Mintz founded Two Hands Winery in 1999 to only make high-end Shiraz: no koalas, no wallabies, no fish, no kangaroos, no overcropped vineyards, nor cheats like barrel staves, tartaric acid, or oak powder.

Their Bella’s Garden comes from great Shiraz sites across the Barossa Valley.  Two fermentations: 80% destemmed grapes with pump-overs and 20% with stems, 14 days of skin contact, 24 hours on the lees. It ages 18 months in French oak hogsheads and puncheons, with 17% in new and the remainder in older oak.

Does all this extra effort matter?

The APPEARANCE looks an inky yet clear, ruby-rimmed, leggy thing.

AROMAS burn clean with flint, dried tobacco, a crush of blueberry, pomegranate, and a heady, fruity, highland whisky note hovers.

The PALATE feels dry, dense, and richly textured. Enough acidity clicks along and flinty, cedar-like tannins ratchet it up. The alcohol burns like coals. Yet smoothness pervades.

Black fruit and toasted oak clash and meld into a dense, complex mix. But the gorgeous fat line of boysenberry syrup carries into a tidy, mineral finish.

Two Hands, Bella’s Garden Shiraz is outstanding stuff (5 of 5). It will stay packed like this for a decade or more.

I do not like decanting wine.  The immediate gratification feels cheap.  I enjoy opening it and finding this wound youth packed in there. Then let it evolve over an evening, sipping, pairing, then cap it and revisit it the next day.  Like layers of strata, wine deserves digging thoroughly. Because Bella’s Garden needs that patience. It shows best after a few evenings open.

So give Australia a real chance. It deserve it.

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Happy Birthday to Me

No birthday would be complete without some cool climate, alcoholic magic. The pure tidiness of Chardonnay-only Ruinart Blanc de Blancs Champagne kicks and curls with lemon, white pear, angel food cake, and light chalk.

Then a pumpkin millefeuille begs for dessert wine. Kracher

Posted in Uncategorized | 4 Comments