Just finished this book, and enjoyed it quite a bit. It was a 6 day purchase-to-back-cover window for me, which is pretty quick these days since I’m working a lot more and have three infant children. For comparison, I have three other books going right now: Warren Buffet’s bio (going on 3 months and maybe 1/2-way), Atlas Shrugged (going on more like 6 months and also halfway), and a book about the history of the city of Napa (about a month and 1/4 through).
The premise is this: Eric decides to go to NZ and work at Allan Scott as a complete greenhorn (sounds like beyond green to me) and write a book about it. He winds up staying for about a year so he gets to experience the entire cycle.
If you’ve never experienced the NZ wine business, here’s what you need to know: They take extreme pride in operating on the thinest possible margins in every respect - capacity, tank space, labor, etc: there are maybe 1 or 2 showy wineries (I worked at one of them). They are very macho and take great pride in being able to go to the bar and tell the guy next to them that they worked more hours than him, so the hours are always long. They are pretty tough dudes in general, but even tougher gals. They drink a lot…like crazy amounts. They cuss a lot…and certain words are not off limits like they are in the US (specifically “c-nt”, which is used every 5th word during crush).
Eric learns a lot about making wine and growing grapes, and how unglamorous it really is. There is a nice little row about the Air NZ Wine Competition and its judges, which is somewhat apropos for the discussions about critics that are currently taking place. He gets drunk…often. He does a Dateline-style expose on some local labor contractors trying to expose them, but winds up sort of liking the guy he works for. He gets to know the personalities behind the wines and conducts a lot of interviews.
He also learns two of my favorite personality consistencies across all wine regions:
- Ask ten winemakers the same question, you’ll get 12 different opinions. And they’ll all have a short quip to back up their assertion, justifying the way they do things as the best. Doesn’t matter what the subject is: picking times, maceration, adding acid, deacidifying, adding water, filtering, adding yeast, thinning crop, pulling leaves, organic, biodynamics, etc.
- A lot of stuff exists and happens in wineries, but it’s only ever done by the “other guy”. Much as the most dangerous thing one can do is “standing on the corner minding my own business”.
All in all, a good read. If you are in the biz, you’ll get annoyed at some minor mistakes Eric makes about while describing the tools and how they relate to the process, but they’re nitpicky. If you’re not in the biz, you’ll get a great idea of what harvest is like, although most of us don’t do quite as much public urinating, vomiting, & falling over as Eric describes. You’ll also get some good discussions of some interesting debates inside our business and Eric does a good job of getting it from all sides.
Perhaps my only gripe is the similies…the first ten or so are pretty funny, but eventually the little quips get tiresome. And they all sound like they’re written by a frat boy 2 years out of school: the mechanical harvester takes grapes off the vine “like a drunken sailor ripping the dress off a $2 whore”.
All in all, a fun book and an easy read. Brought back a lot of memories for me, not all of which made me proud…but, hey, what happens on a little spit of land in the middle of the Tasman Sea stays there, right?