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LET US TILT at MOULIN-A-VENT

4 Jun


We are soldiering through the crus like the Beaujolais crusaders we are.

It is funny. I am…well…I do ballet. People tend to think I am delicate but I am not. I am not a flower. I like to think I am a goddamn shrub. Ready to conquer. So…

Is this “I am invincible” concept of myself delusional, like tilting at windmills thinking they are the enemy? 

Nah. 

I don’t tilt at enemies. I tilt at problems and ambitions. And wines. Like this one from an area named for windmills. Except it is named in the French language. I tilt in French. 

AT:

2015 Domaine Laurent Perrachon Moulin-a-Vent “Terres Roses”

Found via Garagiste

SO if this wine were a fight: You see purple. Normally people see red if angered but when moved to tilt, you see the delightful ruby-ish purple of this vin.

Sniff the wind for your target. Clean, medium plus intensity REDOLENT I tell you of purple and red and black plums. All the plums except like maybe the green ones. Earth, spices, a hint of mint and lilac. 

Young as my goddamned soul. That’s a lie I have been seventy since I was 10. But this wine is young as my social life. 

On the palate the vino is dry as sin, acidic as fuck, tannic as all get out which is perhaps why the Perrachon website says to age at least three years. And I waited two. 

Because I also tilt at tannins.

The wine could tilt at the Juliénas. Because as I established a couple of weeks ago Juliénas is heavy. But if this tilted at the Chénas or St-Amour I tasted this wine would knock it the f out.

Alcohol is medium (13% abv) and is full of red cherries, blackberries, purple and black plums, a hint of allspice and more dirt but like tasty dirt. The dirt you eat when, whilst tilting, you take a tumble and eat dirt but you are glad to eat it because it will energize you to get up and keep fighting. There is a knock of pepper in said dirt. The intensity and body of this wine galvanize you.

Get up from that dirt! GO HARD for the finish! The medium plus finish! This fight did not last terribly long, but it was interesting and ever changing. Which if you are not comprehending my stupid metaphors means this wine’s finish could be longer but it is elegantand moves through a few tastes and feelings. Or like the bruises you endured that go from black to red to purple to yellow-green brown before disappearing, this wine has a few faces before leaving you.

GO! Nurse your wounds. Perhaps with wine.

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Chénas? CheNOT. Harharhar

22 May


Oh hey this is the wine that held me up from being ready to write my whole Beaujolais series. I could not friggin’ find a Chénas. Until finally Garagiste came through. With:

2015 Pascal Aufranc “En Remont Vignes de 1939”


Please excuse the hasty nature of that pic. Been busy making this podcast n such.

Honestly maybe there is a reason this cru is not around much, because this is possibly my least favorite Beaujolais cru thus far–I’ve  tasted St-Amour, Julienas, Moulin-vent, Fleurie, Morgon, Regnié and Brouilly so far, so I have a tad bit of experience.

Okay. So this Chènas is good but a bit green for me. Okay? So Garagiste says to drink 2018-2024. Okay okay! So maybe I drank it 6 months early and if I’d waited the green would have…evolved…so okay…just okay. 

On the good side! This wine is:

A delicious smell that you can’t quite place. Maybe it smells like blueberry pie. But not in a way that makes you hungry. It smells like lavender and pine trees too but jussssst enough to relax you. And then that is not actually quite the wine’s smell just the essence. 

It is a wine you suck down to chill out on a night in. A quiet time before the next day when you fly off the next job, wine, book, audition, destination whichever…

Or so I surmise. Until I can fly to 2018 and beyond and sip this wine I cannot say where it will go.

I love Gamay enough I’ll give Chénas more tries. Until the I am going to be continuing my trek (virtually) through the crus. Onward!