Tonight was pretty special. I opened 6 wines of which I only have a bottle each, and paired them with some 7 courses. Joining BBers Jeff Wong, Tran Bronstein and Jay Shampur were good friends Charlotte Embree, Daun Bailey and her husband Jeff. Laughter, appreciation, suggestions on cooking ingredients, and lots of wine talk…what could any evening want more?
With assorted cheeses
1998 Kalin Semillon
Had a lot of fun with the mystery wine, though a wet cork and a corked-type nose had me worried. But it wasn’t corked, definitely not, on the palate. Blind, I would have said older Cali Chard. There’s still a distinct creamy and tropical fruit combo going on, though it has probably started very slightly onto its downhill slide. But, like all the other wines of theirs I’ve had (I’m pretty sure this is my first Sem), it’s idiosyncratic—and likeable.
With Peach Amaretto Fruit Soup
2009 Marcassin 3 Sisters Chardonnay
I poured a small taste for my friend Dave and I on Thursday, and then recorked it. Suffered not at all for that exposure. Such a determined presentation, precision and leashed power. Comparisons to a Meursault, with a flint-and-nut nose intermingled with pear, maybe some salinity and a very tiny toffee. It does drink tropical, with notes of peach, guava, even mango, and sharply contoured, but not flabby or heavy in any way. A very different animal from Aubert, with which I am much more familiar, but this is a fine, fine effort. On many nights, would be in the WOTN race.
[with tossed salad and] with Pasta with pheasant done in white wine, olive oil, truffle oil, garlic powder and tarragon and mixed with turmeric, saffron, pineapple rum, honey, salt, cream and massandra rose sauce.
2003 Ferraton Le Reverdy Ermitage Blanc
I have been very patient, having waited over 7 years from my last taste of this. I think I did give it enough time to come out of its sleep, because the bouquet is explosive with honeyed melon and poached pear fruit. I’m not quite as enthralled on the palate, which lacks some energy and vision, but it was an excellent match with this peculiar dish (everyone did seem to like the sauce, Jay mentioning that it could perhaps use a bit more acid—the trouble I have is balancing that with having the turmeric, and its attendant bitterness, take over. But the pheasant was a great help to this sauce.)
With short ribs in ancho chili, coffee, maple syrup, lime juice, chipotle, adobo sauce and lagavulin whisky marinade
2006 Lamborn Serendipity Zinfandel
Well, with one of the great ladies of California, how could I not? I asked "so who is the other “great lady” in California. Daun immediately piped up, “Heidi Barrett”. Voila
As soon as I uncorked it, flower and earth-filled aromatics weaved around rich blackberry and field berry. Possibly some chokecherry too. This is refined dans la bouche, ebbs and flows across the tongue and down the throat with whispers only of pepper and touches of meatiness all coated in black cherry, blackberry goodness with a lingonberry sidebar. I am glad I have some left over to try tomorrow, but it was as graceful a Zin as I’ve had in a long while.
with pasta in rose sauce
2006 Rousseau Clos de la Roche
Well, of course I wasn’t going to put this with the short ribs. Are ye daft?? This one I left open last night for slow-ox and then decanted for 4 hours. I think that did the trick. It smells nice. Very nice. There are florals aplenty coming from the somm glass and wild berry and very light touch of chestnut are there. But this makes its mark in the mouth, where it is pure silk and has a lovely, light, strawberry-filled essence about it. Is this structured, contemplative, multi-layered burgundy? No. Is this pleasure-filled, sublimely pretty, coquettish Burgundy? You bet. A definite winner.
With Pear frangipane, Roquefort cheese…and on its own, of course.
2001 Chateau D’Yquem
From a split. The only recent experience I can equate this to is the life-giving massage I had a few weeks ago after going without one for about 6 years. There was some moaning, and I’m man enough to admit it. The nose, the bouquet—it smells of EVERYTHING. At different times, pine needles, pear, coconut, lime, vanilla bean, exotic spices…they all capture your nose. And later, lilacs and other tremendous florals. To lift the nose out of the glass…it’s an effort. But it’s worth the effort once you put it in your mouth. As many fine 01s as I’ve drunk, in my secret heart of hearts, I wondered----could the legend really be the legend? Well, folks, yes it could. I decanted this for 8 hours on Wednesday, took a small amount for Dave and I on Thursday (at which point it was unbelievably pure, with lime and kiwi charging across the tongue), then slow-oxed it for 5 hours today. Citrus, ginger, vanilla, pineapple, pear, star fruit…all play their part, I guess, but all are supporting actors for just the absolute mesmerizing quality of this wine. Quality. There’s a one-word tasting note if ever I needed it. It is a wine that, indeed, I don’t really think I’ll forget the taste of, the feel of, as long as I live. Hurrah—there IS a perfect wine out there. 100 points. As much as I could have happily hoarded this for myself, it was even more satisfying for me to share it with friends. And don’t worry, folks—my small sample lasted me an hour.
Kwa Heri,
Mike