The hands of a Syrah winemaker! Up close they don't look that nice.
I like to consider myself the Carrie Bradshaw of the wine world. Not because I am a particularly talented writer, but because I love LA as much as she loves NY AND my expenditures on wine equal hers on Manolo Blahniks. In the 2006 calendar year I spent $13,846.37 on wine. Retail. For some big collectors that’s nothing, I know. But for me, with my modest income, that’s more than I pay annually in rent. And that’s why I’m like Carrie Bradshaw, she couldn’t afford her apartment either.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Alice in lala land.
My friends (well, Jill and Bob anyway) knows that I have been particularly upset by the choice of Alice Feiring as the new wine writer for the LA Times and I just feel like its time for me to write my opinions about it.
When I was in France, I picked alongside a seasonal mix of students, housewives and retirees, each assigned to his or her own row, and the others were all very eager to show me how to best pick out the rot and how to pick perfect bunches. We were all in it together. But the California picking crew was a team hired by the vineyard manager... I picked grapes, and when I was done I felt practically nothing in my muscles, and no sense of the effort in my back. My picking experience, instead of being meaningful, had been laughable.
(and from her blog the day prior comes this quote) It was difficult not to reflect on the difference between working on a small vineyard in the Loire and a small one in Dry Creek. No snacks of coffee, cookies and wine would appear. Instead of a man with a conical pack on his back collecting grapes, the vineyard manager followed us in his tractor. The vines, higher off the ground, made the whole task less of a physical workout. The pickers used hooked knives and worked rapidly, while I worked slowly with a small shear, a secateur, as I had at Clos Roche Blanche in the Loire.
I don’t mean to romanticize the picking on a small estate in Europe, but I did quickly see that the work here wasn’t an emotional experience; it was business. The workers picked everything. I preferred to select each bunch to make sure the grapes were perfect. Sure, it was slower, but I liked the idea of preselecting in the vineyard.
On the other hand, there was no doubt that I was having an impact. I had been joking that I was going to have influence on the winemaking world, one winemaker at a time. Maybe I was starting here.
After her celebrity appearance at the Wine Bloggers Conference (which I missed, but was informed about by a friend) I want to comment not only on her personal beliefs, but more specifically on her recent blog post for the NY Times, which you can read here.
As the wife of a winemaker I find her presumptions to be overly romantic and misleading with little insight into what it really takes to make a good stable wine, and for that matter a wine under $10, which 90% of wine consumers in the WORLD see as their price point of choice. I also feel like she's continually spewing the notion of California bad, France good and its so misleading to the consumer. Yes, we all would like lower alcohol wines, so drink lower alcohol wines. But allow room for all types and styles of wine to exist. Her closed mindedness is baffling.
The first quote which left me SPEECHLESS - literally - was as follows:
When I was in France, I picked alongside a seasonal mix of students, housewives and retirees, each assigned to his or her own row, and the others were all very eager to show me how to best pick out the rot and how to pick perfect bunches. We were all in it together. But the California picking crew was a team hired by the vineyard manager... I picked grapes, and when I was done I felt practically nothing in my muscles, and no sense of the effort in my back. My picking experience, instead of being meaningful, had been laughable.
(and from her blog the day prior comes this quote) It was difficult not to reflect on the difference between working on a small vineyard in the Loire and a small one in Dry Creek. No snacks of coffee, cookies and wine would appear. Instead of a man with a conical pack on his back collecting grapes, the vineyard manager followed us in his tractor. The vines, higher off the ground, made the whole task less of a physical workout. The pickers used hooked knives and worked rapidly, while I worked slowly with a small shear, a secateur, as I had at Clos Roche Blanche in the Loire.
I don’t mean to romanticize the picking on a small estate in Europe, but I did quickly see that the work here wasn’t an emotional experience; it was business. The workers picked everything. I preferred to select each bunch to make sure the grapes were perfect. Sure, it was slower, but I liked the idea of preselecting in the vineyard.
A "picking crew" is not an evil entity, it's not a sterile random choice of people that just enter the vineyard and work and leave. These are men and women who frequently work the same vineyard year in and year out and are PROFESSIONALS at what they do. They prune during the winter, replant what needs to be replanted in the spring, help with canopy management in the summer and may even help sort grapes during the day after picking. They get up at the crack of dawn or before and work long hard hours. Desiring aching muscles is a romantic notion that quite frankly insults the workers. Many of them are family or extended families and this is their life and their livelihood and its a hard life. They pick according to the philosophy and budget of the wine program and both of those things are very very important. It's the job of the vineyard manager to pick the people who are capable of doing what's required.
Why should they embrace a woman whose only claim to the wine world is that she wrote a book about Robert Parker with NOTIONS that threaten their jobs???
As for the luxury of being slow and eating cookies in the vineyard, it seems that Alice has no concept of BUDGET and time. Picking slowly and languidly means losing money and it means that the day is getting hotter. No quality conscious producer wants hot grapes coming into their winery. AND wine production IS a business. One that Alice has no stake in. She makes her money from writing, not from production, it would be nice for once to see her understand that this is a way of life and indeed it is a business. Winemakers, vineyard managers, vineyard workers and cellar rats need to make money, pay their mortgages, put food on the table, send their kids to college, not just loiter in the vineyard all day staring at the sunrise.
And, one last comment about this, the vines are higher off the ground, because its DRY CREEK not the LOIRE VALLEY!! In the Loire it's colder and they need the vines close to the ground in order to reflect heat back onto the grapes. It's a bonus for the workers that they don't go home with sore backs every night.
My great winemaking adventure was little better than working at one of those custom crush facilities...
Custom crush facilities are not an evil entity. Not everyone can be a wealthy Napa Valley winemaker who can build a multi-million dollar facility for making wine. There are young people who want to get involved in wine who cannot yet afford a winemaking space and custom crush facilities provide a way for people to get involved without a huge capitol outlay. Peter and I used one for elevage of our Oregon Pinot. It's 12% alcohol, was farmed organically, with only 20ppm of SO2 added before bottling and we only made 220 cases. Just the sort of wine that Alice advocates, BUT we do not own the vineyards where the grapes were sourced and cannot afford our own space at the moment. So should we not produce the wine because we don't have a home or a wine making facility on a sweeping vineyard landscape? Keeping the wine at West Gate allows us to sell the wine at a reasonable price, which is becoming increasing rare for domestic Pinot Noir. We can't all sell $45 wholesale Pinot Noir. Not everyone has the resources or the desire to consume at that price point.
Having an impact? On what I don't know. On my belief that the LA Times can produce a reputable wine writer for sure. The lower alcohol, organic, low SO2 movement started long before Alice Feiring and her rant against Parker came on the scene. Like Chardonnay with tons of new oak, the high alcohol trend has been swinging in the opposite direction for all sizes and styles of wines. Everyone is doing their best to compete in this terrible economic time in an overly saturated wine market. There are many different types of consumers and there is room for all types of wine. Homogeny is what most of us lash out against, so let's allow room for high alcohol and lower alcohol wines, fruity wines and earthy wines.
And, one last thing, if I can please say something about SO2, another evil entity in Alice's eyes. It's an incredibly important component in winemaking. The discovery of SO2 and its uses caused a revolution in the wine world. Stability is important!!!!! Using less SO2 means knowing the alternatives inside out. You must be vigilant in managing oxygen exposure, topping up barrels, keeping wine under 60F and free from microbial contamination. I don't mean SO2 should be dumped in without thought, I mean that this is a really important decision to make and not using it requires a lot of care.
So that's my rant. I took an hour and a half from my MW studies this morning to write this. It was that important for me to finally say SOMETHING PUBLICLY. I was actually was going to have a stroke, as my friend Bob put it, if I didn't get this out there.
For my friends who worship Alice, well... I welcome your comments.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Something old, something new.
Sold by golden boy, Teddy Bin Bin (aka Ted Vance), who can resist his new grizzly bear look?
We drank this next to the D'Auvenay, which was an interesting juxtaposition. Old World vs. the New World. The wine was cherrylicious, had great texture with moderate tannins and was even a little minty and herbaceous.
You can get this at Wallys for $54.99. Yahoo peeps!!!
Friday, October 24, 2008
If only I had a sombrero.
ALBARRINNOOOO! I just like to put a little Spanish accent on that. Burgans is the name of an Irish Pub on Fairfax, right? Or is that Bergen's?
Anyhoo, Albarino is perfect for the girly girls or the metrosexual males (Bill Fernandez). It's floral, light, kiwi-esque and just full of fresh citrus fruit. A nice white wine with loads of character, nothing trite or dull about this one.
This one is a cheapy, $16.99 at Mr. Marcel at the Grove or $13.99 at Rosso Wine Shop in Montrose.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Old world in the new world.
This wine is so interesting, a dead ringer for white Bordeaux, albeit with slightly higher alcohol. From the website, "The grape source is the Wente Estate Vineyard located near Livermore. The vines were planted in the 1880s from the original Chateau d'Yquem cuttings brought to this region by Charles Wetmore. The soil is thin, iron-rich clay, underlain by 20-30 feet of gravel subsoil. The grapes (75% Semillon and 25% Sauvignon Blanc) were hand-picked and sorted, crushed and pressed. The juice was fermented in French oak barrels for ten months."
And it's diesel-like and oily and marmaladey and all sorts of good semillon stuff.
You can get this at Grace on Beverly for $52.
Hocus Pocus at Rosso!
Our friend Jeff at Rosso WIne Shop in Glendale is pouring Hocus Pocus, 2006 at the tasting bar this weekend. This may be your last chance to drink the regular bottling of 2006 - so go go go!!!!!!
Click here for information!
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Too rich for my blood.
SOOOOO.... on to the wine. I feel serious today so here goes...
Yes, I know, those of you who know the label see that this is a wine none of us can afford, but I think this is an interesting discussion to have.
My friend Bob Asher and Eduardo P-C (the latter is the somm at Grace) were giving me s**t last night for not buying wine under $15 because I automatically assume it's bad. All of you guys give me s**t actually. BUT my point to them was that I would rather pay $5 and increase my chances of getting a very good bottle of wine than to have to experiment and waste my money anyway.
That said, out of all my wine friends, especially those up in Lompoc, and all the BIG somms in the LA proximity, I probably drink the cheapest. Frightening really.
I have friends who regularly drink wines like the one pictured above. This wine is from Domaine D'Auvenay, Lalou' Bize-Leroy's declassification project. Apparently, in 2004 Lalou decalssified everything. There are no 1er or Grand Crus. So here we are then with a village level Gevrey-Chambertin that purports to be Mazis-Chambertin.
It was good, very very good, had rich sweet bing cherry fruit and fresh green spice. But the price is steep, $375. Fun to taste, great to drink, but I simply could never justify spending $375 on a bottle of village level wine even if I knew it was in reality Grand Cru. What I am saying is that even I have my spending limits, and this is it!!!
Our friend, Jim Knight, from the Wine House shared this beautiful wine with us at the Hungry Cat in Santa Barbara, and I thank him because it's an education that I cannot afford to give myself.
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