Friday, November 27, 2009

You can’t make this stuff up, part 1

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A humorous, friendly, but not exactly politically-correct sales rep from a small upstate wine distributor once came in to see me at Suburban accompanied by a famous Burgundy winemaker. As I tasted his wine, the winemaker…..an older, distinguished gentleman…..began explaining to me, with the most conservative French accent, how his old vines are planted in gravelly and clayey limestone parcels resulting from a geologic alluvial wash. He went on to declare that his exceptional Pinot clone is widely considered to be the best suited for this section of the Cotes de Nuits, and that his tiny ’04 yield was hand-harvested and manually de-stemmed. Finally, as the gentleman began to elude to the elegantly nutty, gamey and mineral flavors owing their existence to the slow, even ripening of the grapes, the sales rep (remember him) finally chimed in. He looked me straight in the eye, and with a smile and a thick Irish brogue, blurted “The wine kicks ass, eh?” As you could imagine, we’ve since repeated that line a few thousand times. –Michael Koehler
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