by Mike Filigenzi » Fri May 15, 2009 12:44 am
Well, I opened a bottle of this tonight to see for myself and it is doing quite well. I couldn't do this without thinking about the guy who sold us the grapes. We bought them from Tim Spencer, who was the founder/owner/winemaker at St. Amant winery in Lodi. Tim had been around in Lodi for decades, well before they decided to turn the place into a wine "destination" (such as it is). We heard about him through the some other Lodi people who could only talk about what a great guy he was and about the quality of his wine. When we first visited the winery, it was Tim who was pouring in the tasting room and he was one of those people you just couldn't help but like. Once he found out that we were home winemakers, he pulled bottles out from the back of the place, pulled barrel samples for us, and offered up plenty of advice on how to handle grapes. We ended up spending the afternoon there and I think he had more fun than we did. He was more than happy to sell us a measly half-ton of his tempranillo, and when we went to pick it up we were treated just like the real wine people who were queued up with their semi-trailers to get their fruit. A couple of years passed and we decided to take a bottle of that tempranillo out to the tasting room to see what Tim thought of it. When we got there, it was clear that things were not great. Tim had an IV setup in his arm and he looked thinner and more drawn than before. He told us that he had been diagnosed with some sort of cancer and that he was on a mild regimen of therapy between major doses of chemo. Fortunately, he could still have wine, though, and the spark in his eyes was the same as ever. We opened our tempranillo and tasted it against his. We opened more bottles, we had barrel samples, and we talked and laughed a lot. By the time we left, our bottles were empty and it was clear from Tim's consumption of it (as well as his compliments) that he liked it a lot. It was a hell of an afternoon and one I will not forget.
You know the rest of the story. We went to a wine-related function down there a year or so later, and his daughter told us that he wasn't doing well. Tim died a few months after that. I can't open a bottle of this wine without thinking about him and I know the rest of the guys who made the stuff feel the same. The wine industry needs more people like him. Hell, every industry does.
"People who love to eat are always the best people"
- Julia Child