Jeff Grossman
Jeff Grossman
...a restaurant in NYC's "Little Brazil" district, where Jim and I were having dinner with two friends from New Hampshire. After a round of caipirinhas we ordered food and a bottle of vinho. The he-friend wanted a big red so I chose Quinta dos Murças 2011 Douro Reserva off the list. It had a few years on it so I harbored hopes that some style (other than BANG BANG BANG) may have developed.
Big indeed, lots of tannins fighting with lots of earthy dark-red-berry flavors and a few other soil-inflected flavor notes; the maker's website mentions balsamic and that is a good call. I'd anticipated a texture of thumbtacks but this was surprisingly gentle on the tongue, and I was equally surprised that the 14.5% alcohol did not jump out. Pretty well-behaved for a bruiser. I could drink this again with a table full of steak.
The friend said, "It isn't cab but it's good."
Missão cumprida.
Big indeed, lots of tannins fighting with lots of earthy dark-red-berry flavors and a few other soil-inflected flavor notes; the maker's website mentions balsamic and that is a good call. I'd anticipated a texture of thumbtacks but this was surprisingly gentle on the tongue, and I was equally surprised that the 14.5% alcohol did not jump out. Pretty well-behaved for a bruiser. I could drink this again with a table full of steak.
The friend said, "It isn't cab but it's good."
Missão cumprida.