Tag Archives: Delectable

Here I am

25 Mar

Oh dang I’m sorry I don’t really write enough. I’ve been busy working my arse off and then putting it back on at dinners like the one I attended at The Meadowood in the picture above. That was the finale of my trip to the Professional Wine Writers Symposium which was a dream. Oh no it was real. Real dreamy.

I’ll try and post a bottle here more often. I swear. In the meantime I’ll be gabbing on The Wine Situation and writing about things silly and not like whether wine is vegan or not over at Delectable so enjoy and forgive me for not being here.

Maybe I should start a new thing? I could always try to juggle more.

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New column! Crack the Dom Ruinart!

11 May

I’m going to be contributing to Delectable–first column here! For those of you not aware Delectable is the app arm of Antonio Galloni’s Vinous. It serves as both a way to keep track of what you drink, and a way to see what others are saying and drinking! I’ve actually made friends using it. Do take a read of what I titled:

The Big Guys V The Rest of the World

For my first column I spent the weekend at Effervescence LA, a three day celebration of bubbles, and wrote about the difference between Champagne and other traditional method sparklers. Check it out! I’ll still be putting things up on Scrumptious Gruel, and The Whine Situation podcast is coming up on a one year anniversary so there is much to celebrate. Thank you to everyone who is tuning in to any and all of my wino exploits. Someday I wish to toast with every one of you.

Oh hiya big Beau

27 Sep


I’d not mind a big beau in my life.

He’d be brawny. Sinewy. Deep. Like he’d been thinking deep thoughts but then needed to go pummel a bear.

Wait, strike that.

 I’m not advocating hurting bears you guys. Just perpetuating stereotypes of manhood.

Oddly enough a wine whose maker’s name is Lilian et Sophie Bauchet seems to fit my needs.

Maybe I should stop dating men. At least the disappointing ones. And just drink:

2015 Californie 

A Vin de France

From Fleurie if I am to believe what I read though the bottle would not belie the cru. But a blend from my fave new place?

I wanna believe. In love.

And this wine.

No pedigree beyond being recommended by Marissa Fuck Yea! Ross 

ps I added the Fuck Yea! cause I dig her wine stylings. She just goes by Marissa Ross.

All of this is to say I would bang the hell out of this wine. It is challenging yet soothing. Perfect. For one night. I would not marry this wine but we would totally have a healthy recreational sex life.
Okay I’m getting carried away so I’m gonna give the tech stats:

Appearance: clear, ruby medium plus, medium tears

Nose: clean, medium intensity,  red goddamned fruit. All of it: cherries, currants, raspberries and on. A hit of spices and white pepper.

On the tongue: Dry, almost a hit of yeast–I think this guy is natural so that makes sense. Acid medium plus. Tannins medium minus but astringent.

A teensy bit stemmy for me in all honesty. But I love the underdog who you think you cannot love–not that I love this one but as I said I’d sleep with it like a lot.

More red berries on the tongue. With medium alcohol, medium body flavors with a wee bit of wet raw grass to mix with aforementioned berries. Delightful. 

It actually makes me want to eat that goat cheese coated with a raspberry and nutty coating my friends seem to periodically show up with? Maybe it’s a Trader Joe’s thing?

The finish is tart and more of the vines and you are kinda like I don’t think this guy is good for me but fuck he’s leading and I will follow until bedtime.

Cause I sleep alone.

UNTI-L I get to Dry Creek Valley

6 Jan

What happens when I’m too lazy to get my tripod out:

  
I hold the bottle with my knees.

Oh my. Thank god for friends on wine apps like good ol’ Delectable. I mean, you guysssss, what did we do before wine apps? Ugh.

My chum from high school made a delightful metaphor about how he just had to keep workin’ his way through this bottle. Such a delightful metaphor I went out and got some. You’d have to see the metaphor i.e. I just want more buddies on the app.

But This Wine. I’ll tell you about it on the off-chance you aren’t gonna download and actively use a wine app.

2012 Unti Dry Creek Valley Grenache
15.1 ABV. 85 percent Grenache with un peux Syrah. Wait is it une peu? These days I only know ballet French.

Like ballet, wine exults in balance and this is balanced in the perfect way, as in it is balanced but not bland. It is distinguished. Fresh on the nose, almost pears? A dark and ruby Grenache with your daily recommended value of tannins.

Smooth strawberries followed by love.

And yet there is something a bit quirky about it. Fruit glides smoothly over your tongue then surprises you with mouthwatering acidity that somehow is plush at the same time. It’s like someone who can pull off a sensible pantsuit with a pair of epic stilettos. Or someone with a hat. Anyone with an unnecessary hat has to be a little bit off-center. But in a delightful way.

Just as you are reveling in the berries and forest nymphs dancing over your tongue you swallow and the tannins glue your tongue to the top of your mouth, but only for one brief nanosecond and then the bristles fade into raspberry velvet. 

So picture that this wine is a sophisticated brunette in a natty suit who is sporting a fuchsia fascinator and making it work for her.

I hear that Dry Creek Valley is rife with gems like this. I am excited to see what characters I encounter next.