originally posted by Eden Mylunsch:
originally posted by Levi Dalton:
originally posted by Cory Cartwright:
originally posted by Levi Dalton:
I may be a retard for saying this, actually I may be a retard anyway, but I don't really care for all this fruit that I am finding in 09s.
Agreed here. I find the '07s much more to my liking.
That's amazing, because I was about to specifically say that I preferred '07s to '09s in certain instances, but thought the censure would be too much to handle so soon after I woke up in the day.
Fuck censure. Save it for congress.
You guys are awfully picky. I like 07s and I like 09s and 02s and even 04s that I keep finding in the locker. I mainly like them with a coupla-six years of aging and sometimes that ameliorates any potential brett problems but sometimes it exacerbates those problems. I like Barolo too, and Bandol and Chinon. Wine shouldn't be an either/or thing, just a question of what's working in a given situation.
Like last night with Indian food, a 2009 Villa Ponciago Fleurie that was a little reduced at first and then broadened out into an average-plus aromatic profile that hinted at what Fleurie should be but still worked with the chicken tikka. Today it's smelling like drywall and peppermint, with a palate that is kind of like the off-dry syrup they dip apples into that dries to a hard shell consistency. I have no idea wtf to prepare to accompany this wine so I'll probably wait until later tonight after the Datsun Heritage Museum fundraiser and see if it's morphed into something else again.
I know, that's a lot of braincells used in service to figure out a bottle of Beaujolais with a kinda-Italian sounding name, but isn't it about the journey rather than the destination? Be like me and mortgage the family jewels to hop about the Beaujo-bandwagon and experience it all. I saw Lapierre advertised for $16/btl today, a price that makes experimenting very feasible. It's not brain surgery, and as long as you're not buying for investment, there's nothing to lose.
-Eden (sadly, the family jewels aren't what they once were)