My birthday

Blind tasting, of course!

Given the weather, everybody brought red. It reminds me of this passage in Ant and Bee Go Shopping by Angela Banner, where Ant and Bee and Kind Dog all go shopping to buy cakes, chocolate and fruit for a dinner party (and people wonder why all the English are pasty and pimply when they drum this sort of stuff into kids... It's almost as bad as the Bible...) After buying various cakes (Ant buys a round and flat cake, Bee buys a square and fat cake, Kind Dog buys a round and fat and square and flat cake made especially for dogs) and chocolates (Ant buys a chocolate mountain, Bee buys chocolate beans and Kind Dog buys a chocolate bone made especially for dogs [he he, chocolate bone – sounds like a dirty sexual position, like the Filthy Sanchez, or the Hot Lunch]), they end up buying fruit, and “they ALL bought plums”. (Angela must have been sick of the repetition of the “Ant bought X, Bee bought Y and Kind Dog bought Z made especially for dogs” formula. Repetitive, I’ll grant you, but not as bad as Alan Ginsberg’s Howl).

So, anyway, my birthday lunch: they ALL brought reds.

But who am I to complain – they were yummy. And here they are.

2003 Domaine Leon Vatan Sancerre Rouge “Les Pains Benis”
Brought by Justin, and prefaced with the comment “this is advanced blind tasting – but you should be able to get it”. I hate these prefaces (although I must admit I’m guilty of indulging in them myself) – they make one second guess oneself. Translucent mid red. Confected, jammy red fruits on the nose, it couldn’t really be anything but pinot noir (which of course it was). A hint of tomato leaf vegetation suggested its origin, although I wasn’t clever enough to pick up on it. Janet and I had it in Oregon, Sarah as Nuits St Georges, but there you go, Red Sancerre, who would have thought? And a nice one too – by no means mean, as I often find them.

1996 Mount Langhi Ghiran Langi Shiraz (Grampians)
Brought by me (as a result of the remainder of my wine collection finally being shipped over from Australia). This is a fantastic wine – my favourite of the day. Still deep red. Extremely savoury, peppery and meaty, with lush fruit, bell pepper and spicy oak underneath. Excellent balance. Everyone had it in the Northern Rhone (I can die a happy man now that I’ve convinced Oxford blind tasters that restrained, savoury wine does exist in Australia). A star. My great mate Nick Hildebrandt says he “doesn’t know what all the fuss is about” in relation to Mount Langhi (or at least he did in 2001) – but after 11 years it’s fantastic.

1996 Fojo (Douro Valley)
Brought by Sarah. I think I’ve noted this elsewhere. Perhaps unfortunately I had served the meal at this stage – a lamb and date tagine – and against the fruitiness of the dish it was rather thin. Shame really, it didn’t do this great wine justice.

1982 Chateau Bellegrave (Moulis en Medoc)
Brought by Janet. Classic claret, rusty rim. Clay minerality on the nose, showing developed cigar box and smoke on the nose, still presenting youthfully on the nose with underlying blackcurrant fruit, and very full, but with a distinct lack of fruit on the palate in favour of smoke and slate. I had it in St Estephe, and as young as 1996, but there you go. A delight.

1997 Cullen Cabernet Merlot (Margaret River)
Brought by me. Another triumph for the “oh my God it’s Australian” reaction. Dark red with a brick rim. Prune, dark chocolate, liquorice, tobacco, jam, dried fruits, cassis – very powerful. Meat and marmite, with a seductive bass-baritone weight. Janet’s favourite of the day – “when you’re on your third line of adjectives, you know it’s good”, she said.

1996 Chateau d’Armailhac (Pauillac)
Brought by me. “All right, so tell us where in Australia this one is from” said Sarah, rolling her eyes. Of course I wasn’t going to serve three Australian wines in a row, but what a reaction for serving classed growth Bordeaux! Everyone was pissed by this stage and had given up caring, but I thought it was bloody lovely. Deep red – dark fruit nose, crème de cassis, cherry, mint. Inky. Still tight, the highly integrated palate shows plum and a hint of cinnamon spice, with nervous tannin. Will keep for some years yet. Great stuff.

Wines from the Magdalen College cellar

Not everybody is lucky enough to have a boyfriend in the SCR at Magdalen College Oxford, and therefore vicarious access to that institution’s vast cellar, the contents of which are available to the lucky few at insanely low prices.

But I am, so I might as well write a few notes about what I have been drinking from there over the last term.

But first, a rant about the ridiculous glassware that one is expected to drink from when dining (on the High Table, no less!) We are talking here about a college with an endowment of £116 million. A place with its own deer park and constitutionally mandated chapel choir. A place where water at dinner is served in hand engraved, double handled, 19th century silver tankards; and which has a designated common room the sole purpose of which is to eat fruit after dinner in Summer only. (There’s a different room for Winter). A place where coffee is drunk in one room on Thursday but a different one on Sunday.

This place is so oozing in wealth that I at least expected the wine to be served in Riedel ‘Sommeliers’ series lead crystal glasses, and even half expected each person at dinner to have his or her own personal butler to recline each chair back and pour the wine into our mouths to save us the hassle of tilting our heads.

But no. Instead of good stemware, or even the modest but functional Luigi Bormioli large ISO glasses (which come in at about £2), which are totally acceptable budget glasses, one has to drink from a shitty thick glass goblet that not even Argos sells, and that would be more at home in a JD Weatherspoon pub after they’ve run out of glasses on Curry Club Thursday. And to make things worse they serve the white wine in Champagne flutes! This might seem like pedantry, but when you’re serving something as worthy of appreciation as aged Grand Cru Alsace Riesling, or Premier Cru red Burgundy, it is disgraceful to put it into a vessel that (for various reasons) decreases one’s ability to enjoy the beverage and that would be more accustomed to receiving box wine or West Coast Cooler.

2005 Isabel Estate Sauvignon Blanc (Marlborough, NZ)
Just when I was becoming disenamoured with Marlborough Sauvignon, on account of so many of them being so aggressively herbaceous, this one restores my faith. It is at the very tropical end of the spectrum – zesty nose of passion fruit and lime sherbert (Almost Mosel-like!), lean, clean palate with a slightly herbal dimension and crisp acidity. A very energetic, fresh, lively wine.

1996 Zind Humbrecht Wintzenheim Riesling (Alsace)
I don’t often think of Riesling as being ‘big’. But this wine is very big. Deep gold. (I was slightly late to dinner on this day on account of some idiot crashing their car on the M40 meaning that the Oxford Espress had to use an A road, making the journey last about 3 hours. Anyway, in my absence, my dining companions were slightly worried that there might be something ‘wrong’ with the wine, because it was ‘so yellow’, as Stefanie put it. No, no. The wine is very right indeed). Intense mouth- and eye-watering lemon juice on the nose, slightly sweet, sherberty entry, major minerality/steeliness on the mid palate, finishing tight, austere and chalky. Still incredibly youthful.

2003 Domaine Vacheron Sancerre
Red Sancerre. A pretty ordinary proposition I’m afraid (I didn’t order it). A certain blackcurrant leafiness to it, but all in all just a bit too thin, green and under-ripe for my taste.

1993 Domaine Rion Chambolle Musigny ‘Les Cras’
A very agreeable red Burgundy. Perfumed nose of lavender, redcurrants, dried cherries and leather. Palate follows through – flavours seamlessly integrated, subtle, pure. Good balance between fruit and secondary characters. I don’t like my Burgundy that old, to be honest (sacre-bleu!) and I think this wine is probably about as old as I would want it. Mid-palate fades away a little bit but it’s beautifully supple and elegant.

1998 Chateau Potensac (Medoc, Cru Bourgeois Exceptionnel)
Utterly exemplary claret. Integrated nose of blackcurrants, cedar wood and cigar box, following through onto a very smooth, supple palate, warm mouthfeel, ripe tannins.

2002 Samos Grand Cru Muscat
In the dessert room they send the bloody wine around in carafes so one has no idea what it is (there being no printed menu). Good blind tasting practice though. I thought this was a Muscat de Beaumes de Venise, being such a competent expression of the flowery Muscat Blanc a Petit Grains. But I sneaked a look at the label before I left and was quite surprised that this was a Greek wine of the same grape variety. Fresh, fragrant, with that agreeable oily/bitter finish that Muscat has. I thought it was great. I even resisted the temptation to correct everyone who had been calling it ‘Sauternes’ (which is just SO wrong, on so many levels). People think anything sweet and white is ‘Sauternes’ (little learning being dangerous and all that). Perhaps a rant for another day.

Lincoln's Inn Loire Valley & Bordeaux tasting

When you go to a wine show, the last thing you want to do is give your honest opinion of a bad wine to the exhibitor’s face. Usually exhibitors make you taste your way through a forest of appalling lesser wines – usually their ‘unwooded Chardonnay’ (code for ‘we’re pricing this at £2 so we can’t afford oak barrels’), or their ‘unique’ Riesling-Viognier blend (code for ‘it’s much easier to offload one badly made wine than two’), or their ‘barbecue Rosé’ ‘for drinking rather than thinking’ according to the pamphlet – before they let you loose on the good stuff.

Accordingly it is wise counsel for the amateur, if he doesn’t want to lie outright or attract the exhibitor's ire in the form of a glass to the face or a corkscrew to the bottom, to at least cloak his true opinion in apparently complimentary terms. I learnt this lesson very quickly after describing a 1991 Chateau Pichon Lalande as 'stinking like a public toilet' to one of the chateau's reps direct from France, and we all know how the Bordelais take such comments. I had to move hemispheres before I was able to blag my way back into a Bordeaux trade tasting, and have shut the hell up ever since. So when Cookie told me at yesterday’s Loire Valley tasting in our living room that the 2004 Domaine de la Cotellaraie St-Nicolas-de-Bourgueil (£8) ‘stank of farts and poo’ I quickly reminded her that in wine parlance we would prefer her to say it ‘had a wild, untamed earthy nose of barnyard and truffles’.

In the wine’s defence, the initial bottle stink went away after a couple of hours and in my opinion was one of the standouts of the tasting. The nose ended up developing a rich fruitcaky character, the palate following through with dried fruits, pepper and a ripe tannin finish.

Here are my notes for the rest of the stuff we tasted yesterday.

First a pair of Muscadets. 2005 Chais de la Grange Muscadet (£5) was pretty much par for the course – soft nose of white fruits, a little salty and yeasty, with a prickly finish on the tongue. Not at all interesting, but textbook in style. Ruth didn’t think it really smelt of anything, which is probably right. Beside it, a 2005 Le Vieux Chai Muscadet Sèvre et Maine ‘Sur Lie’ (£5), which was not showing at its best. Ruth noticed an unattractive, solvent/glue note on the nose – others thought it was like aniseed (Adam), pear drop ester (Andrew) and bananas (Bobby). Not particularly pleasant at all. Crowd reaction: boring.

Then a pair of Sauvignon Blancs – one Sancerre, one Pouilly-Fumé. Personally I’d like some definitive guidance on what the stylistic differences are between these two regions. The World Atlas of Wine (5th edn) says that ‘The best of each are on the same level; the Sancerre perhaps slightly fuller and more obvious, the Pouilly-Fumé more perfumed.’ In complete contradiction Roger Voss’s Wines of the Loire, Alsace and the Rhone says of Pouilly-Fumé ‘the wines tend to be fuller, higher in alcohol, richer and longer lasting than white Sancerre, but sometimes lack the initial crisp fruit.’ So go figure. 2005 Domaine Daniel Crochet Sancerre (£10) is perhaps a more restrained, closed example of the style. Evident alcoholic heat on the nose, followed by white fruits and only faint hints of the grassy, herbaceous character of the grape. The palate is light bodied, with a hint of orange and decent acidity. The 2004 Domaine Cailbourdin Pouilly-Fumé ‘Les Cris’ (£9) on the other hand is a pungent bastard – celery salt, herbs, cut grass, tomato leaves, wet slate, gun smoke. ‘Acidy plant smell’ according to Neil. Palate follows in the extracted herbaceous vein, with citrus and mint in the mix, finishing with really high, persistent acid. Personally I preferred it over the Sancerre, but I was in the minority – the crowd generally preferred the more restrained Sancerre.

And finally in the white department a pair Chenin Blancs from Savennières. 2004 des Forges ‘Clos du Papillon’ (£11) I’ve already noted elsewhere, but was really showing at its best with its opulent honeycomb/chocolate nose, fat, floral, sandalwood palate and chalky finish. The 2004 Chateau Pierre-Bise ‘Clos de Coulaine’ (£10) was also impressive. Golden colour, nose of red apples, sandalwood and honey. The palate entry is slightly sweetish, with honeycomb and heather characters and finishing very dry with very high acid. Crowd reaction: bouquets.

The red bracket began with a Gamay – 2005 Domaine St Nicolas ‘Les Gammes en May’ (£7). I’ve tried this wine a few times now and I’m afraid I don’t like it. The colour is a bright lustrous purple, but the nose is brackish and dank. The palate is a bit tingly, with red cordial and boiled lolly characters, but these fade behind a bitter, green flinty character. Crowd reaction: If my pet made this smell I’d send it outside.

Then two jolly decent Cabernet Francs. The 2004 Domaine Wilfred Rousse Chinon 'Les Galuches' (£8) is mid red with a purple tinge. Nose is metallic (Cookie – ‘like staples’) with charcoal hints, blackcurrant, raisin and tomato leaves. The palate is supple and round, with soft ripe plums, jam, and cherry pie, with a tight minerally finish. Well structured. And the Domaine de la Cotellaraie I’ve already noted at the beginning of this post. Crowd reaction: varied, from ‘farts and poo’ through to ‘pretty promising, actually’.

Strictly this was supposed to be a Loire tasting, but I decided to throw in a few Merlot-based Bordeaux blends for variety’s sake and because you just can’t find that many interesting Loire reds in one’s local High Street retailer (and I’m not yet prolific enough to have Chateaux throw free wine at me for my opinion).

So, first was 2001 Chateau Barrabaque (Canon Fronsac) (£16). The nose is dominated by cedar wood and vanilla, with almost no fruit showing, and is far from integrated. The full bodied palate is still tight, finishing with ripe tannins. A few years yet before it will be showing at its best. This was followed by 2000 Chateau Franc La Rose (St Emilion) (£16), which was very promising on the nose – fruitcake, mint, generous dried fruits and beginning to integrate very well. Unfortunately the palate delivered less what the nose promised, and is ungenerously minerally, with river water streaks and even fish (Andrew). The 2003 Chateau Preuillac (Medoc Cru Bourgeois) (£13) was showing the best of the Bordeaux reds. Generous chocolate and coffee aromas, with a ripe palate of blackcurrant and black cherries and soft ripe tannins on the finish. Very 2003 with its amplified fruit and ‘baked’ character. Crowd reaction: flat patch bullies – Bordeaux will always taste superior when following Loire Cabernet Francs.

As has become my custom, we finished with a crowd pleasing sweet wine – 2003 Chateau Pierre-Bise Coteaux du Layon Beaulieu ‘Clos de la Soucherie’. Dried apples and honeycomb on the nose, palate is fresh but ultra-sweet, finishing dry and chalky.