Todd Abrams
Todd Abrams
Detroit is a big, nasty, carbon slushie presently and I'm a chaperone for a group of fifth graders field tripping to the Institute of Arts tomorrow. Therefore, Beaujolais tonight.
D. Coquelet Vieilles Vignes Chiroubles 2009 is tart and juicy up front then turns all round fruit before slowly tapering into a streak of chewy minerals. Ripe, ripe aromas, mashed berries, a dusting of five spice. It gets a little too ripe the longer you keep your nostrils in the glass. Like strawberries on the verge of rot. Nevertheless, it's enjoyable, though I prefer gamay a good touch leaner.
I opened this bottle right before my wife left to teach Love & Logic to a group of neighborhood moms. She took a couple sniffs and then filled a sippy cup full so that she could pour it into a glass instead of the notoriously shitty wine that's brought to her classes. That's why I love her.
D. Coquelet Vieilles Vignes Chiroubles 2009 is tart and juicy up front then turns all round fruit before slowly tapering into a streak of chewy minerals. Ripe, ripe aromas, mashed berries, a dusting of five spice. It gets a little too ripe the longer you keep your nostrils in the glass. Like strawberries on the verge of rot. Nevertheless, it's enjoyable, though I prefer gamay a good touch leaner.
I opened this bottle right before my wife left to teach Love & Logic to a group of neighborhood moms. She took a couple sniffs and then filled a sippy cup full so that she could pour it into a glass instead of the notoriously shitty wine that's brought to her classes. That's why I love her.