1993 Pierre Overnoy Arbois Pupillin 12.5%

The '93s on the west coast from the initial importation were highly variable.

I had good and bad '93 on the east coast.

Interesting that this is a new shipment. I would not have bought no-SO2 poulsard that had been kicking around the distribution chain in the US for 18 years.

No-SO2 poulsard from the cellar, OTOH, might be very cool.
 
The wine is from the same Yaniger shipment. It has been in a temperature controlled warehouse all this this time.

It is not my favorite although I have not drank any for a couple of years.

I have always found it flawed from too much reduction.
 
originally posted by SFJoe:
The '93s on the west coast from the initial importation were highly variable.

I had good and bad '93 on the east coast.

so, there was no geographic variation...?
 
I haven't found bottle variation to be significant. Nor do I find the wine musky. Some reduction, yes, but the wine is holding well. I would say it has improved with age.
 
Another bottle last night. Bretty bottleneck, so into the decanter it goes, shacked up for three hours with a shiny copper penny. Back in the bottle to cool in the fridge for an hour and, voilá, keine brett (or almost). Pale tea, murky, but surprisingly fresh, with lovely acidity and complex aromatics. There was something a bit off, so maybe the extended critter concubinage did it some harm compared to what a pristine example might show. But I will never know, perhaps.
 
I recall those 1993's as a revelation, expanding the category "wine" -- was that one of Kant's original twelve? Somehow I don't think so. It was earthy and stinky with lovely, autumnal red fruits, and, sigh, affordable.
 
my current response to the thread (which i quite enjoy by the way) is simple:
2010 Octavin Corvee de Trousseau. It's simply glou-glou (and affordable) (and complex and pure).
 
I had the rare fortune to try the 1993 Overnoy Poulsard for the first time last night. Of course, I had to share that immortal tasting note with a couple of people present. However, the wine was not as that note describes. I think we lucked into a "good bottle."

It was very, very good. Lovely, lean, floral, this kind of thing.

And ageless.
 
I am thrilled you had the chance to try a good bottle. The one time I received the opportunity to try the 1993, the infamous note was eerily spot on and I was unable to taste more than two sips of the wine.
 
I also have had a bottle of the 1993 a couple of years ago, and would mark mine down as falling more in the category of Stuart's note than something pleasant. I'm sure there's many variables between 1993 and 2014 that could account for some bottle variation and it's good to hear that not all were frightening.
 
All I know is, back in the day there were a few bottles of it standing on shelf in the cold room at Garnet and David Lillie told me to steer clear of them as one never knew what would happen.

While loading an open case to the conveyor belt there, I once was shot in the face by a cork from a refermenting bottle of either '95 or '96 Clos Roche Blanche Touraine. In those days, sometimes Joe's wines were dangerous!
 
originally posted by Michael Lewis:
I am thrilled you had the chance to try a good bottle. The one time I received the opportunity to try the 1993, the infamous note was eerily spot on and I was unable to taste more than two sips of the wine.

Obviously, I've had both kinds of bottles over the years (I brought the infamous Yaniger bottle to said jeebus), but even the good bottles were reductive, they were just able to shake it off.

Dressner forbade me from ever buying any more '93. I even tried to get the local distributor to try to order a case that kept on showing up in the LDM FOB catalog, but to no avail.

The good old days really were as good as they seemed.
 
Pierre Overnoy is coming to São Paulo in early April, and I have my last bottle of 93 ready to open for him. Finding it bretty, he will offer to replace it, free of charge.
 
The bottle I opened this summer was reduced at first but opened up nicely with air and was quite pleasant, despite it being stored at room temp since I acquired it as it was lost in my short term queue. That didn't stop me from regaling the group with a dramatic reading of Stuart's note, but only after everyone had a fair chance to judge it without that influence. My own pet theory is that the extended time at room temperature allowed the various microbes to engage in a battle of mutual destruction with the pleasant fruit remaining as the sole survivor. I'll put the theory to the test when I open my last bottle which has been well stored since release.

Comrade Brezeme mentioned at dinner last week that he has had this wine a number of times, as Joe was apparently unwilling to (or couldn't) sell it, so he apparently worked through the stock by pouring it for Eric (Eric, please correct me if I'm misrepresenting what you said, as it was late and my memory at that point isn't too sharp). The conversation shifted to Stuart's colorful note and some good natured theorizing of whether he singlehandedly destroyed the market for the wine.
 
originally posted by Mike Evans:
The conversation shifted to Stuart's colorful note and some good natured theorizing of whether he singlehandedly destroyed the market for the wine.

Destroyed it? He turned it into a cult wine!
 
originally posted by Brad Kane:
originally posted by Mike Evans:
The conversation shifted to Stuart's colorful note and some good natured theorizing of whether he singlehandedly destroyed the market for the wine.

Destroyed it? He turned it into a cult wine!

And most certainly a cult tasting note. Just Google for "sweaty shepherdess with a yeast infection" and goggle at the 67 returned hits (mostly from wine boreds).

Mark Lipton
 
Yesterday, the last of VI went to the land of its ancestors. Less bretty than any of the previous, showing the tartly acidic fruit that launched a thousand natural ships. Sinewy, graceful, and poised; a dancer with a pimple or two. For those who can see beyond the pastoral.
 
originally posted by VLM:
originally posted by Michael Lewis:
I am thrilled you had the chance to try a good bottle. The one time I received the opportunity to try the 1993, the infamous note was eerily spot on and I was unable to taste more than two sips of the wine.

Obviously, I've had both kinds of bottles over the years (I brought the infamous Yaniger bottle to said jeebus), but even the good bottles were reductive, they were just able to shake it off.

Dressner forbade me from ever buying any more '93. I even tried to get the local distributor to try to order a case that kept on showing up in the LDM FOB catalog, but to no avail.

The good old days really were as good as they seemed.

Funny, Dressner sold me a whole case of the '93 at fire-sale prices, off the record. Something like $4.50 a bottle. I still have two or three. It's cloudy and flecked with floaty things, the color of iced tea. "Variable" doesn't begin to describe the bottle variation. I read, recognized and laughed at Stuart's note, but there were also many earthy, leathery, lovely bottles that only had gentle suggestions of funkiness.
 
"Brave" was the response from the (super hot) American waiter at Dahlgren's Matbaren in Stockholm to my ordering the '12 Poulsard.
 
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