My now non-wine-drinking husband used to drink this daily, along with chopped liver (how’s that for a pairing). He loves to tell me about those Liebfraumilch days…as as to tease me that I met him too late. I tell him it is a good thing that I did not meet him in those days because I wouldn’t touch the stuff with a barge pole…
When my better half and I drove up the Mosel,
I made a point of stopping to take a picture of the Schwartz Katz. Even for someone who jokingly refers to himself as the “Old Sincerity,” irony is not dead.
Growing up in the Heartland, Blue Nun, Zeller Schwartz Katz and Liebfraumilch are what were available to drink
at family holidays with the ham and turkey. Call it a gateway drug! I upgraded to Piesporter in college.
Liebfraumilch is the Two Buck Chuck of Riesling. Assuming it’s 100% Riesling.
Keller and a few others aside, the Rheinhessen was an ocean of mediocrity for decades.
Wikipedia states that Liebfraumilch can also be from the Nahe, Rheingau or Pfalz: I wasn’t aware of that.
It can include Riesling, but is mostly Silvaner and Müller-Thurgau, maybe some Kerner. Even two buck Chuck is more like five buck these days, but basically the same price category.
Ah, Matues and Lancer. Bought both in my misspent youth to “impress” young women. My first experience with wine was from a childhood friend at his bar mitzva. Wretched stuff. My mom was mostly a teetotaler, but would occasionally have a glass of Manischewitz Concord Grape. We weren’t Jewish, but a lot of our neighbors were, and mom liked sweet wine. At 92, she still does, but now at least it’s super market white Zin. My next experience was at a concert on Boston Common When I was probably 17 or so. There was a van parked nearby, and a number of very cute college girls were giving away bottles of Boones Farm Wine. My memory is a bit hazy, but I think it was a variant called “Strawberry Hills.” The horror, giving alcohol to underage rock and roll fans! Later, my then girlfriend, and now wife of 40+ years, liked Blue Nun, and a NY state Lake County white wine she called “Grape Shit.” I think it’s still sold, but not under that name.
In 1978 we moved to Bakersfield CA. There was a winery about two miles from our house call Giuamarra. They made pretty good jug wines for US consumption, and really great wine for export. One of the kids even made a solared sherry for a time. Back then, California wine was only just starting to recover from prohibition. Sadly, from what I can tell on line, they no longer exist.
We would try to stop at wineries when visiting my Great Uncle in San Francisco. There were not that many options, but I remember some nice stops in Paso, and other places in the central coast. Seems like now, you can’t go far without hitting a few. And I still don’t like Liebfraumilch, or any German wines for that matter.