by Jenise » Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:43 pm
My notes:
Smells coconutty. Also seaspray, big simple flavor of pina colada. Can't ID the grape. Oh, it's 1997 Tyrells Vat 1 Semillon Impressive in some ways for a 10 year old wine, but I don't feel the love. Only 10.4% alcohol!
This is my wine. It's a 2002 Chaddsford Chambourcin Seven Valleys Vineyard that David Bueker thoughtfully sent me. It's spicey, medium bodied, a little floral, kind of like a merlot-syrah cross. Very pleasant indeed, and everybody likes the wine. But the guys are stumped--they're naming every red vinifera grape known. They give up and work on the geography issue. Once we establish that it's eastern U.S., the possibility of a hybrid finally surfaces and I reveal the grape and state of origin to keep from prolonging the pain. Fun!
This is mine, too, it's the 1995 Chapoutier Cornas. First whiff shows the most green olive nose I've ever smelled, followed by quite a bit of burnt rubber. I'm surprised the first guess isn't Cote Rotie, though that came up soon enough. With a little time the midpalate fruit opens up and there's a good chore of black cherry and pepper with a little espresso bean. Perfectly at peak, and terrific paired with the chanterelles in rich brown sauce on puff pastry course.
This next one's very purple and dense. Dense and concentrated, but not heavy, there's some nice acid here and no RS. Ah, it's Portugese! A 2000 Quinta do Crasto Reserva. Really good, and a producer that's come up before at these lunches. The wines always make me regret that I don't cellar any Portugese table wines.
A juvenile version of the wine before it. That is, another purple/dense wine, noticeably younger with that grapey nose young Portugese wines all seem to have. Quite tasty, though kind of a rustic, peasant style to my tastes. 2004 Quinta Vollado.
Oh my. This wine is spectacular, absolute Cal Cab perfection and textbook Napa. Turns out to be a 1984 Shafer Hilliside Select.
The next one's Bill's. We decide to peek at his wine while he's off filling the meter and then lead him on a merry chase of perplexing guesswork, but we don't get our story straight before he returns, so the joke doesn't quite go as planned. No matter, the wine was nothing to joke about: it's a 1994 Leonetti Merlot. We'd have gotten the merlot part right but it would have taken some time to nail the place and year. Certainly, based on the two 93's I've had of this wine (also Bill's), this '94 is a lot bigger, fresher, younger than just the one year would account for, though relatively speaking the others had about the same time-in-bottle at the point they were drunk so this wine isn't, technically, younger.
Superb.
A new wine arrives. It's deep reddish black, opaque, with a mildly bretty nose plus spice, black pepper, chocolate, and a good acid undercore that suggests Italy even though nothing else about it is even remotely Italian. It's the 1997 Graf Noir, 30/30 sangiovese and cabernet, plus 20/20 cab franc and one of those Italian grapes you've never heard of. Nice but not the wow I'd hoped for--I have another in the cellar, where another 3-5 years can only make a merely nice wine nicer.
Very sweet fruit here, blue-red, big and well balanced, plush and velvetty with hints of American Oak in the warm finish. Someone says Australia and I connect with the 'plush and velvetty' part above and suggest McClaren Vale, then go straight to Fox Creek. Yes, yes, that's what it is, the cab franc-shiraz called JSM, vintage 1998.
The next wine spurred a great deal of discussion because 1) it was just so odd, and 2) me and another who is also typically sensitive to TCA think it's corked but others aren't as sure. What I do know is that it tasted nothing like Grenache nor a wine just six years young--it was dull and sour, with that weedy/musty off taste of TCA. Turns out to be an Aussie 2001 RBJ Vox Populi . May this never cross my path again!
I'm not good at guessing ports, but the 91 Grahams that was served next was drinking surprisingly well for it's youth. Dark and sweet with saturated black cherry fruit and a little plum. Absolutely delicious.
Quite liked this next wine, less for itself than that it was a wine I've read about and never tasted, and never would have sought out considering my general repugnance for PX. Astonishing color of used motor oil--opaque brownish black with a green edge--and a flavor rather like a bual madeira blended with raisin puree, but without the viscosity that or 'PX' suggests--it's a wine, not a syrup. Scholtz Hermanos Malaga ‘Lagrima’ 10 year old. Odd, but eminently interesting. [/list]
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