Monday, March 24, 2008

Lessons learned...

Drink your wine in it's prime. I was reminded of a lesson tonight that I learned long ago. A few years back, my wife and I were fortunate to stay at the Jordan winery, just outside Healdsburg, California. It was one of the highlights of an amazing trip. If you ever look at a bottle of Jordan Chard or Cab, there is a picture of a building. The window on the far right is where we stayed. I think it may be the only place I have ever stayed that had a bidet. Anyway, as a gift, we received a 1996 Jordan Chardonnay. It's one of those things that kept getting shuffled around. I knew it was past it's prime, but I thought I'd crack it open while my wife and I celebrated the return of the new episodes of CSI: Miami. Anyway, I was right. Flat on the nose and the alcohol really came through. Didn't taste like much of anything actually. So, if you have a bottle of old chardonnay laying around, I would advise using it to cook with or something. Drinking it will only make you kick yourself for the missed opportunity.

So instead, I opened and decanted a bottle of 2003 ICON Syrah by Ravenswood. This wine is 81% Syrah, 13% Grenache, and 6% Mourvedre. It is 14.5% alcohol.

The color can only be described as ruby red. On the nose, I got a little black fruit and spice. A touch of alcohol fought through as well.

This is a bigger wine than I expected it to be. Not nearly the fruit that I thought I would pick up. A touch of maybe cranberry and raspberry and a little tart cherry. Peppery on the finish, but not too much. Nice long finish with a tannic backbone. A lot going on in this wine. Tasting it on all parts of my toungue.

Rating: Love It

So I had this with my mother-in-laws chocolate cake with cherries and nuts in it. This really accented the fruit and brought out a touch of nuttiness. I like it. Good pairing.


For my wife, who loves me in spite of myself...
How much better is thy love than wine!
The Song of Solomon, 4:10


Drink up! (And leave a comment about it if your still able!)

Dave