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Mar
2012
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Wines of the Week: Feb. 27-March 4

Everyday: Most Gavis start off seriously floral and dry, but the La Battistina Gavi 2011 ($18) fairly assaults the palate with refreshing pear and peach flavors. Not that it’s short of the signature minerality from the cortese grape grown in Italy’s Piedmont region, but the fruit and texture are integrated in a wondrous way, from first sip to a full minute after swallowing. And then taking another sip, right quick. The fruit clearly was picked at perfect ripeness, and I can’t recall a wine tasting any “cleaner” than this one. Shellfish and soft cheeses are among the optimum pairings, but it truly rocked the other night with some lemon/parmesan-crusted chicken.

Occasion: Recently I attended a wonderful dinner at Minneapolis’ In Season restaurant featuring the wines of Le Cadeau. The Oregon winery’s five pinot noirs (from different winmakers and plots) were all showing well, with Côte Est bottlings from 2004, 2007 and 2008 truly shining. But I was most enamored with the Le Cadeau Rocheaux Pinot Noir 2009 ($48). It had that mystical quality that pinot lovers craave, plus the kind of stuffing and elegance that prompted me to tell winery owner Tom Mortimer (full disclosure: he’s a friend) that I would like to buy a half-case and try one every year for 6 years to see how it evolves. It’s got cherry and earth and a bit of mushroom and cola. Try it with your favorite roast chicken recipe, or any kind of salmon preparation.

28
Feb
2012
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Calera: remote and distinctive

We came to Calera to taste some world-class pinot noir and check out the steep, remote vineyards from which it sprang. We departed utterly sated on both counts.

But the revelation was Calera’s other wines: a 1978 Late Harvest Zin, still fresh and ripe and maple-laden, and two fabulous 2010 whites made from grapes that America needs to see more of, viognier and aligote. The former was a heady delight, rich but refined and packed with floral flavor. The latter, made from Burgundy’s (way-) second white grape, was lithe, lemony and splendidly balanced.

“Josh [Jensen, Calera’s founder and still its driving force] has always liked the more obscure varietals,” said our surpassingly charming host, Marta Rich. “Unfortunately, we do not have a lot of plantable area in Mount Harlan to expand viognier or [other white grapes]. 

Indeed, of the 1,000 acres Calera owns in this appellation about halfway between Hollister, Calif., and East Jesus, only 83 are planted. All the vineyards sit between 2,200 and 2,500 feet elevation in a barren landscape.

“This area doesn’t have water,” said winemaker Mike Warren as he drive us up a jarringly bumpy gravel road with no dwellings within sight. “It doesn’t have the things that keep people alive. We had water in our reservoir this year for first time in five years.”

Jensen worked in Burgundy in the early 1970s and then spent two years scouring the West Coast for soil that resembled that of the Côtes d’Or. “Josh got geological maps of California and Oregon and found this spot,” said Rich, who headed west two days after graduating from Golden Valley (Minn.) High. “He was seeking just the right limestone after his time at DRC and Dujac. 

He certainly found it. More than a quarter-century later, perhaps because Calera remains the only winery with vineyards in the Mount Harlan AVA, its wines are truly distinctive. But as in his beloved Burgundy, Jensen’s pinot noirs from different lots vary mightily.

The 2011 barrel samples prompted these hastily scribbled descriptors: Reed, rough-and-tumble; de Villeurs, light and fruity; Jensen, loaded with fruit and tannins; Selleck, black fruit. A 2010 Reed had rounded into dusty, delicious form, and 1983 and ’95 renditions were pure and balanced, with some five-spice notes on the younger wine and a raisin-y aspect to the ’83.

Great promise and great fulfillment: My kind of tasting, and my kind of winery.

26
Feb
2012
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Words of wine wisdom from worldly writers

Some of my favorite viniferous quotes from great (or at least very good) authors:

• “Wine rejoices the heart of man, and joy is the mother of all virtues.  “” Goethe

• “Wine makes the true savor of love intelligible to man. 
““ Colette (left)

• “Wine is one of the most civilized things in the world and one of the most natural things in the world that has been brought to the greatest perfection. It offers a greater range of enjoyment and appreciation than, possibly, any other purely sensory thing.  “” Ernest Hemingway

• “Wine is bottled poetry.  “” Robert Louis Stevenson

• “A man will be eloquent if you give him good wine.” “” Ralph Waldo Emerson

• “God made only water, but man made wine.  “” Victor Hugo

25
Feb
2012
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Wines of the Week: Feb. 20-26

Everyday: Whoever wants to make vermentino on these shores “” and here’s hoping there are more than a few of you “” could do worse than to learn how the Yalumba Langhorne Creek Vermentino ($13) is crafted. This is a pure, snappy, balanced beauty. Nothing complex, just fresh fruit and herbal flavors, perfect late acidity and a marvelous aftertaste. Bonus points for coming in at 12-percent alcohol. All it asks for is a patio worthy of its refreshing citrus goodness. Or some shrimp or fish or pasta with light and lively seasonings.

Occasion: OK, so it’s not spring yet, which for me means it’s still syrah season, which is a (very) good thing. Especially when there’s something like the Spring Valley “Nina Lee” Walla Walla Syrah ($55) on hand. This is a big boy, bold and earthy but with a fabulously plush mouth feel and great dark fruit and tannins on the near-endless finish. It’s a wine for hedonists, who will especially appreciate the midpalate hints of chocolate and the overall lushness. Suitable accompaniments include standing rib roast, winter veggies, leg of lamb and/or a roaring fireplace.

25
Feb
2012
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AVAs are A-OK, except when they’re not

A year ago this weekend I sampled a buttload of tasty wines at the Premiere Napa barrel tasting. Along with the outstanding/out-of-my-price-range Scarecrows, Continuums, Schraders and Pahlmeyers, there was some actual discovery: four delicious offerings from the Coombsville area.

Cabernets from Farella-Park, Palmaz, Porter Family and an Ancien pinot noir were hearty, harmonious and delicious. While sipping them and talking with the vintners, I learned that Coombsville was aiming to get its own AVA designation in the coming months.

That happened on Dec. 14, and means that now wineries in this area east of the town of Napa (making it the closest AVA to San Francisco) can put “Coombsville” on their labels if 85 percent of the grapes were grown there. (The Ancien pinot noirs won’t bear the name since the grapes mostly come from nearby Carneros.)

Given how promising and accomplished the wineries there are, that helps mostly with marketing.

Indeed, American Viticultural Areas (AVAs) are primarily a marketing tool, aimed to distinguish the wines of an area. AVAs can be small (Coombsville), large (Napa Valley) and gargantuan (North Coast, encompassing Napa and five other counties).

The larger they are, the more meaningless they become, because the soil and microclimate can vary more drastically as any regional borders expand. That happened late last year, when the Alcohol and Tobacco Tax and Trade Bureau (TTB), which oversees AVAs, approved a 14,000-acre extension of the already too-spacious Russian River Valley AVA.

The gargantuan Gallo company had gotten behind this move because “” surprise “” it owns a lot of land in the affected area, and “Russian River Valley” is one of those names that actually helps sell a bottle. But even before the expansion, RRV wines varied a good bit in quality and style. Even wines from the Green Valley, a sub-appellation mostly contained within the Russian River Valley, don’t have a sure-fire flavor profile or quality quotient.

But I’m happy for the folks in Coombsville, partly because they seemed awfully nice, but also because I tend to root for the “little guys.” (Oh, and the wines rocked, too.)

And AVAs can provide a nice opportunity for experimenting and learning, even if the lessons aren’t ironclad. It’s fun to see if “Rutherford dust” really exists in the wines from that Napa AVA, and I love comparing and contrasting the subregions of Oregon’s Willamette Valley (Dundee Hills, Yamhill-Carlton, Ribbon Ridge).

But in general, the new ones should be smaller (a la Coombsville and another recent addition, Fort Ross-Seaview within the Sonoma Coast), and once established, they never should “grow.”

Still, it’s fun following them, and every so often you might learn something that saves money. Over the last year, my way better half and I worked through our Williams Selyem pinot noirs from 2004 and 2005. While the spendier single-vineyard offerings were quite good, the wines from the larger appellations (Central Coast, Sonoma Coast, Russian River Valley) were better, all of them outstanding and fascinating.

Takeout: With a single vineyard, winemakers are more limited, having to work with what a combination of Mother Nature and viticultural practices gives them in even the best of sites. But a master such as Bob Cabral (left) can work some magic by finding just the right blend from a larger area.

So when I sent in my latest Williams Selyem order last week, guess what I stuck with?

23
Feb
2012
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I am so drinking some #@&*-ing merlot

Sorry for yet another “Sideways” reference in the headline, but I have merlot on the brain, having written about Washington’s swell array of it in this week’s Liquid Assets column.

I mentioned in a recent post that some folks react to the mere mention of the word “merlot” as if someone had farted. The half-full-glass side of me says that’s just fine, since it leaves more of this wonderful varietal for the rest of us.

And there will be plenty of good stuff, and less plonk. Peter Mondavi Jr., whose Charles Krug winery makes a killer merlot for $24, told me a couple of weeks ago that merlot was “on its way down before ‘Sideways’ ” came out in 2005.

Basically, merlot had become so popular that for many rapacious vintners it stopped being a wine and became a commodity, and was waaaay overplanted. (In 1960, by the way, there were 8 acres of merlot in California.)

Duckhorn winemaker Bill Nancarrow said the movie actually was a good thing for California merlot. “We benefited,” he said. “The weaker merlots have been culled out, because people growing it couldn’t find anyone to buy the fruit.”

Yet another Napa vintner, Schweiger winemaker Andy Schweiger (left), agreed, but from a consumer angle: “All the bad merlot drinkers become bad pinot-noir drinkers, and then they realize that for the price of bad pinot noir they can drink good merlot,” he said two years ago. “One magazine recently did a whole article on merlot and they really nailed it on the head. And that is that merlot, like all varietals, needs to be grown in the right region.

“And if you force a grape to grow where it’s not acclimated to, you’re going to have inconsistencies or shortcomings, whether it be an empty mouthfeel or not enough fruit component. So now you’ve got to blend in other grapes or just make a lower-quality merlot. And so it’s no longer representative of a merlot; it’s just a red wine.”

So the weaklings have largely been weeded out, and most of the merlot on today’s market has to be good to survive. Still, California merlots, while stellar at the higher price points, aren’t yet as reliable overall as their counterparts from Washington, where the grape never was overplanted.

In the next few years, Washington merlot should do even better in the marketplace thanks to Mother Nature, said Ray Zemke, wine buyer of the Twin Cities’ Cellars chain.

“I think with the very troublesome 2010 and problematic 2011 vintages from Napa and Sonoma, Washington merlot has a great opportunity to win over many fine-wine buyers,” especially in the $10-$40 range.”

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Feb
2012
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Straight talk from Sonoma, by way of Bulgaria

I knew I was going to like Miro Tcholakov as soon as he started talking about the first wine at our lunch tasting, a pinot noir.

“It’s clone 667, clone 3-something, I don’t remember the names, so boring “¦,” he said as he poured the delicious Miro Cellars Russian River Valley Pinot Noir 2009.

He, and his wines, further won me over as he described the stellar Miro Cuvee Sasha blend from Lake County, a steal at $20.

“It’s hard to find grenache, syrah and mourvedre in northern California,” he said, but he makes the effort because “these wines, here and in Chateauneuf-du-Pape, appeal to all of the senses at the same time. 

Amen to that, and to a Bulgarian native who can mix in reveries about our favorite beverage with don’t-take-this-too-serious quips and anecdotes. Like the “porcupine barrel” story from Trentadue, where he also is winemaker.

In 2007, Leo Trentadue asked Tcholakov to reprise the 1972 Angelica dessert wine, which was aged 22 years in barrels in a non-air-conditioned barn. “He said I should leave the barrels outside in the sun and let the heat do the work. In late spring, Tcholakov came to the winery one Monday and “noticed that the barrels were all covered with fruit flies and were dripping.

“At close inspection I realized that the wood-bore beetle larva had turned the barrels into Swiss cheese. The quickest fix was to plug the holes with toothpicks (which happened to have precisely the same diameter as the bore holes) so I gathered my cellar man and we started plugging the holes frantically. And at the end the barrels looked like giant porcupines with all those toothpicks on them.

“Ultimately we transferred the wine into new barrels. 

That wine won’t be bottled for some time, but the stuff Tcholakov has been making is worth checking out now.

The Miro Petite Sirah could be renamed Blueberry Hill, but along with that signature flavor for the varietal, it had an ineffable expressiveness not usually found in petite. Almost a petite-ness.

Turns out Miro had decided to “make petite sirah exactly the same way as I make pinot noir,” which might explain why this usually burly wine could show some delicacy.

Tcholakov, by the way, is president of a wonderful wine organization with a fabulous name, the petite sirah advocacy group P.S. I Love You. He and his confreres recently pushed back an effort by Cal-Davis eggheads to have the grape vines and the wines bear the French version of the name, Durif.

“You can imagine the surprise on the faces of the responsible people at UCD when they realize how important is the issue and how much passion was poured out from the PS I Love You members,” he said.

The wines Tcholakov makes for Trentadue are tasty, honest efforts; the Cuvee La Storia Cuvee 32, a blend of sangiovese, merlot and cabernet was lovely, smooth and harmonious, a screamin’ bargain even at $25. “Le Storia had to establish its own identity: good and not too expensive,” he said.

One of the wines Miro had brought to the luncheon was corked. “You can’t get rid of taint completely,” he said, “but now, technically we can specify the amount of oxygen we want to get.

“But if you bottle 100 of the same wine with cork, five years later you will have 100 different wines. 

That’s Miro’s signature way of describing bottle variance “” 100 different pieces of bark means 100 at least slightly different wines “” as good an explanation as you’re likely to hear.