Sharon Bowman
Sharon Bowman
I like oxidative wines (well, within reason; still grappling with the vin jaune issue). I love the wines of Domaine Valette in the Mconnais. So, imagine my surprise when A.S. says to me, "You've never had the 'Clos de Monsieur Noly'?" Implied: I should. Fast.
Well, as it turns out, this is a super-atypical Pouilly-Fuiss from Valette. He keeps it in barriques (old oak) for eight years. It comes out heady and walnutty, in theory.
I headed over to Aug. 62 ($90). Got teased by the young caviste ("Oh, my, how well we are drinking these days. We are affording ourself some Monsieur Noly").
Brought home. Chilled. Prepared food that should go well. What was it? I forget, it was a few weeks ago. But there was old Comt on the cheese platter.
Opened. Poured a bit. Tasted. Hm. Well, and hm.
God damn if the oxidation did not obliterate everything else. I was supremely let down. There was a lot of body to this wine, but it had nothing of a Pouilly-Fuiss; it was a fat, placeless thing.
What a comedown.
But then, I can always console myself with a Valette Vir-Cless. Simple, heady, gorgeous, unforgettable.