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I'm jealous that Chris was able to visit this winery on his recent trip to Chile. Fortunately for me, the local distributor is a colleague of mine, and it was this connection that led to being able to taste Undurraga's premium wine, the Altazor.
Results tagged “Cabernet Sauvignon”
I've tasted this wine twice now and both times have come away impressed with its drinkability. It's not an especially sophisticated wine; in fact, there's a rusticity to the flavour profile that suggests generosity and ease rather than intellect. But that's not a bad thing in my book.
The aroma shows good varietal character, a nice hit of dusty leaf overlaying squashed dark berries and spiced oak. It's all a bit blurry perhaps, and those looking for a chiselled expression of Cabernet may not find their ideal wine in this. For me, though, its value lies in savouriness and a meaty, chunky vibe.
The palate shows an interesting interplay between clean dark berry fruit and a range of brambly, dusty characters. Entry is savoury and bright, introducing a line of acid that is quite firm and supports the wine along its line. The middle palate is really flavoursome, again showing clean, vibrant dark fruits in an earthy, oak-influenced cage that really grounds the wine and gives it plenty of vitality. Fine, rather astringent tannins on the after palate introduce a long finish that treads into red fruit territory, along with just the right amount of oak.
This is a really genuine, regional wine that places enjoyment above perfection.
I really liked the 2007 vintage of this wine, so approached the current release with some anticipation. As an aside, it amuses me sometimes to read winery press releases on wines from hot years - it seems no-one ever picks after a heatwave. And so it is with this wine, picked before the heat, with the intent of producing the lighter and more easygoing Dowie Doole house style. For the most part, I would say this is a success.
But vintage conditions will shine through, and here they translate to a very slightly cheap-smelling confectionary fruit note that, thankfully, seems to blow off fairly quickly. Once settled, the wine expresses as much darker, with black fruit and sexy nougat-marzipan oak the key aromas. It's chewy (if an aroma can be described thus) and dense, and smells very honest to me. This is the smell of a winemaker getting the best from a difficult vintage, even if that involves applying a liberal dose of oak.
The palate flows freely, and is full of clean fruit and more of that obvious, but tasty, oak. Entry is clean and brisk, leading to a more complex middle palate where a nice earthiness contributes a sense of rusticity. Body is medium, as is intensity. The after palate is a bit lighter and shows caramel flavours plus quite simple berry fruits. The finish lingers well with fruit flavour.
Not a wine for lovers of sharply varietal Cabernet. Definitely a wine for those who want to enjoy their winter evenings. Tonight, I fall in the latter camp.
Curious, curious. First off, the sticker above the label on the back of this bottle appears to be in Chinese for some reason:

If memory serves me correctly, I bought this at the winery in the Spring of 2002. At the time, it tasted pretty fantastic to me, so I schlepped a bottle home, moved it a few times, forgot about, and then was reminded of it this week when Julian reviewed the 2008 version of what I assume is essentially the same wine.
So: how's this one? Well, just for grins, let's quote Mr Halliday:
The bouquet is fresh, with aromas of mint and leaf, and minimal oak: the palate is elegant, but pretty light for a '98. Best drinking: 2002-2004.
Oops... guess I left this one in the cellar too long. Or did I? Well, let's see: the color is no longer pretty light: instead, it's a fairly dark, rich, squid ink black with some watering at the rim. The smell is reminiscent of entry-level port: somewhat fruity, a hint of wintergreen, and not terribly much else. In terms of taste there's a faint hint of unripeness, but that's just fine; without it, it would be too simple, too fruity. There's still just enough tannin to keep it from being completely without interest, but only just barely: although this doesn't taste bad, it really doesn't taste good, either. If tasted blind, this could almost be mistaken for sweet and sour McNugget sauce: simple, slightly sweet, with a little bit of acidity.
Eventually, however, the wine did in fact display some reasonably interesting notes of wood and dirt, but those were sadly overwhelmed by marked acidity on the palate. I do believe that I let this one slip away from me. Lesson learned: I should have drunk this six years ago.
If memory serves me correctly, I bought this at the winery in the Spring of 2002. At the time, it tasted pretty fantastic to me, so I schlepped a bottle home, moved it a few times, forgot about, and then was reminded of it this week when Julian reviewed the 2008 version of what I assume is essentially the same wine.
So: how's this one? Well, just for grins, let's quote Mr Halliday:
The bouquet is fresh, with aromas of mint and leaf, and minimal oak: the palate is elegant, but pretty light for a '98. Best drinking: 2002-2004.
Oops... guess I left this one in the cellar too long. Or did I? Well, let's see: the color is no longer pretty light: instead, it's a fairly dark, rich, squid ink black with some watering at the rim. The smell is reminiscent of entry-level port: somewhat fruity, a hint of wintergreen, and not terribly much else. In terms of taste there's a faint hint of unripeness, but that's just fine; without it, it would be too simple, too fruity. There's still just enough tannin to keep it from being completely without interest, but only just barely: although this doesn't taste bad, it really doesn't taste good, either. If tasted blind, this could almost be mistaken for sweet and sour McNugget sauce: simple, slightly sweet, with a little bit of acidity.
Eventually, however, the wine did in fact display some reasonably interesting notes of wood and dirt, but those were sadly overwhelmed by marked acidity on the palate. I do believe that I let this one slip away from me. Lesson learned: I should have drunk this six years ago.
I've tasted this over a couple of days. At first, the aroma created an entirely positive impression, being both varietal and strongly regional at the same time. I value Coonawarra Cabernet's signature leafiness and fruit character, both of which this wine has in spades, along with a framework of rather glossy cedar oak. The reason why I let it sit for a while is because, on the palate, the acidity struck me as over the top; not outrageous, but a little peaky and unbalanced.
Interestingly, time and air have changed the flavour profile without significantly calming the acid. Today, two days after opening the bottle, the overtly vegetal side to the aroma profile has subsided, allowing dark chocolate to take its place. What has remained constant is a decadent edge to the fruit character; it's limpid and easy, like ice cream melting in Summer, and quite delicious as a result.
The palate remains on edge to an extent, a trait partially offset by the character of the fruit. As with the aroma, red and black berries express a syrupy dimension, in the most positive sense. Quite lush on entry, this is mostly fruit-driven until the middle palate, where very slightly raw oak impresses the palate, and tannins start to settle on the tongue. The tannins create a mouthfeel not unlike high cocoa content dark chocolate -- full, perhaps raspy, quite pleasing to me. There's just enough power in the fruit to ride atop all of this and carry some nice sucrosité through the after palate and into the finish. The finish itself is nice and long, not to mention delicious, though it needs time to fill out.
I really like the fruit in this wine; the question mark for me relates to structure, and whether all the elements are in balance. Still, I do like drinking this.
2008 was a disastrous year for red wines in the Hunter Valley, and some producers -- Tyrrell's, for example -- chose not to release any Shiraz-based wines as a result. According to Lake's Folly, Cabernet fared somewhat better than its more regionally acceptable cousin, hence this wine. It's technically not declassified, selling for the same price as the regular Cabernets. However, it has been labelled differently to mark a difference in style.
There's also, to be frank, a fairly large gap in quality. Whether this is an issue will depend partly on one's curiosity for the Lake's Folly vineyard. Certainly, the 2008 wine is an opportunity to taste a completely different expression of this site, and I value that opportunity quite apart from notions of absolute quality.
On first sniff, it's obvious this wine represents a vastly different style from the Cabernets, being both lighter and more fruit forward than usual. Although there are the usual Hunter influences here -- damp earth, mostly -- the fruit character is light, slightly confected and extraordinarily un-Cabernet like. There are plum skins and cherries and perhaps a raspberry or two; no cassis in sight. The palate confirms the light style of this wine and, overall, this seems much more like Pinot than anything else. The acid structure is pretty fantastic, firm and fresh, carrying a somewhat dilute wash of fruit flavour through the entry and mid-palates. There's a lovely sappiness to the after palate that communicates freshness and life. The finish is quite long, all things considered, with a lick of raspy tannins to close.
What an oddity. It lacks the complexity, intensity and just plain awesomeness of a typical Cabernets release, but despite all that it's curiously drinkable and really quite lovely. 12% abv.
Exotic and yet strangely familiar, this wine smells of California mission figs, damp soil in a shady redwood forest, freshly-baked German plum torte, the singing acidity of just-cleaved fruit, freshly baked brownies cooling in a suburban kitchen window, and cassis. It's so wonderfully complex that honestly? I could probably sit here smelling it for half an hour; it's as elaborate and fluid as a Guerlain perfume.
Texturally, it's fascinating, simultaneously hard and porous, with an initial impression of hard, ripe tannin quickly changing to a soft, slippery, sensual decay of just-melted chocolate. Beyond the texture, though, is still-present, still-youthful black cherry fruit, cheerfully slipping into warmer cigar box and cedar notes, finishing softly into a long, slow dissolve into dried herbs and dark bread baked in a wood-fired oven.
Ironically, it's the sweetness here that marks this wine as distinctly what it is. If that weren't here, it would remind me of a Loire red, given its firm tannin and wonderfully complex notes of cherry, mineral, and herbs. However, it's that beautiful, pure Australian fruit that elevates it beyond the merely really f***ing good and into the phenomenal. There aren't many wines that can convincingly walk the line between Old World and New; just as Ridge Monte Bello does, this wine is simultaneously everything good about the Old and the New.
I would imagine there's another five or ten years' life left here; simultaneously, I can't imagine this being any better than it is right now.
Texturally, it's fascinating, simultaneously hard and porous, with an initial impression of hard, ripe tannin quickly changing to a soft, slippery, sensual decay of just-melted chocolate. Beyond the texture, though, is still-present, still-youthful black cherry fruit, cheerfully slipping into warmer cigar box and cedar notes, finishing softly into a long, slow dissolve into dried herbs and dark bread baked in a wood-fired oven.
Ironically, it's the sweetness here that marks this wine as distinctly what it is. If that weren't here, it would remind me of a Loire red, given its firm tannin and wonderfully complex notes of cherry, mineral, and herbs. However, it's that beautiful, pure Australian fruit that elevates it beyond the merely really f***ing good and into the phenomenal. There aren't many wines that can convincingly walk the line between Old World and New; just as Ridge Monte Bello does, this wine is simultaneously everything good about the Old and the New.
I would imagine there's another five or ten years' life left here; simultaneously, I can't imagine this being any better than it is right now.
Interesting wine on paper, this. It's a new release wine yet, at five years of age, relatively old to be so. Not that this is a bad thing; one could argue a lot of red wines are released way too young. Still, it does raise interesting questions even before tasting around style and intent. To the wine, then.
Decidedly herbaceous. Not breathtakingly so, and whether you will find its piercing cut grass and mulch notes objectionable will likely depend on your tolerance for Bordeaux blends on the leaner, greener side of things. There are also aromas of (slightly too much) vanilla and and dark, concentrated fruits, sort of cherry-like but deeper than this descriptor suggests.
The palate shows considerable tannin and I suspect this is one reason why the wine has been held back for release. Entry is lean and slippery, and the middle palate does not build much in terms of volume. There's an intense, focused streak of fruit right down the middle of the line; this feels pretty austere. Chalky tannins build through the middle and after palates, I question whether they are fully ripe; like the nose, it's all a bit edgy without being completely over the top. Quite a long finish, all told.
A marginal wine that I suspect will divide drinkers. I like its brightness and focus, but acknowledge it will be a bit too lean for some.
Two things to note up front regarding this wine: it doesn't smell or taste much like Cabernet, and I've personally struggled with it over two days of tasting. From which some readers may conclude it's a bad wine, or that I don't like it, neither of which is necessarily the case. It is atypical and difficult. It's also oddly compelling and quite drinkable.
Starting with the nose: nougat-heavy, somewhat malty oak flavours cushion red, plum-like fruits and an odd tarry note. It's very expressive in its way, though the aroma profile is angular and overwhelming in equal measure. It reminds me of a woolen blanket you've just taken out of storage; promising comfort but giving off strange smells that are both familiar and difficult to love.
In the mouth - plenty of flavour for sure. A rush of confectionary red fruit alongside a slightly raw, twiggy note, plus the aforementioned coal tar. In form, it's quite uncontrolled, lurching this way and that, swelling on the middle palate and turning suddenly towards a thinner expression through the after palate. It's also charismatic and a bit of a wag. Some heat on the finish seems oddly appropriate.
What to make of this? Bad vintage? Perhaps, though in terms of wine appreciation, that strikes me as a cop-out. Still, its aesthetics defeat me; you may have better luck.
It's probably counter productive to go to the gym then pick up McDonalds on the way home. And yet, here I am, pleased to report my Mighty Angus went down superbly, well accompanied by this reasonably priced McLaren Vale blend. I'm a firm believer even the humblest meal can be a bit special, and that the right wine is often the key. But then, I've been known to match wine with Chicko rolls, so trust me at your peril.
What one really needs in this situation is a wine that stands up to the, at times, coarse flavours of fast food - those salty, greasy, perhaps sweet components that make the experience so enjoyable. This wine responds to those challenges with a firm, robust flavour profile and sufficient structure to combat the excesses of a burger, without sacrificing the soft luxury of an easy drinking red wine. On the nose, rather non-specific but expressive red and black berry fruits, a hint of brambly vegetation and some supportive bubble gum oak. It's far from complex; what makes it work is its sense of harmony and composure. It's "just right."
The palate is refreshingly acidic while retaining good body and presence in the mouth. Entry is textural and quite lively, leading to a middle palate that shows a fruit-driven flavour profile. Mixed berries mostly, with a lick of latte and some crushed leaves, all moderate in intensity. Again, quite straightforward, easy, and drinkable. There's no shred of the confectionary flavours that can plague lower priced red wines. Oak lifts the after palate to a dry finish that shows some dried fruit characters alongside the structural elements.
Not a wine of sophistication or complexity, but really fun and drinkable nonetheless. Sort of like my Mighty Angus. A good match.
I'm jealous that Chris was able to visit this winery on his recent trip to Chile. Fortunately for me, the local distributor is a colleague of mine, and it was this connection that led to being able to taste Undurraga's premium wine, the Altazor. Being half Asian, I appreciate the spectacle of ostentatious vulgarity as its own form of style. Hence, I am attracted to the packaging here. The bottle itself is weighty, with an obscenely deep punt, but what makes it for me is the unapologetically gold labelling, medallion-like in its glittering assertiveness. How can one fail to enjoy a wine so presented?
I thought it was corked at first, but the slightly corky smell faded and turned into raw oak and a curious tobacco note that reminded me of Carménère. No surprise, then, to know this wine, while predominantly Cabernet Sauvignon, has a percentage of that characterful lost grape of Bordeaux. On the nose, crushed leaves, complex berry fruit -- purple and red in character -- and perhaps slightly jammy. I found the aroma to change throughout my experience of this wine, constantly shifting and evolving in an attractive way.
The palate is strikingly intense, yet only medium bodied, the combination of which establishes its intent as decidedly European. The fruit is pure, driven and attractive, varietal yet at the same time characterful, with an earthy, distinctively leafy edge. The attack is substantial and full, tapering slightly to medium and after palates of more elegant proportions. The finish powers through, extending to considerable length, with fruit and sweet, slightly uneven tannins carrying the can. There's a particularly intriguing note of minerality on the finish, really striking and beautiful. Everything about this wine speaks of quality.
If you're going to do a premium label, this isn't a bad approach. It's powerful and balanced, made in a classic mould, but with its own identity too.
If there were ever a shining example of a vin d'effort, this wine is likely it. Unfathomably black in the glass, this wine smells damn good in exactly the same way that breast implants look good: you can't help but like it, even if you recognize that those tell-tale half-grapefruits aren't even remotely, you know, human. The color of this wine is straight up sci-fi, the color reminiscent of an inky black, otherworldly, viscous ooze that looks like it's about to do something nasty to Tasha Yar. The nose is moderately complex, with suggestions of Asian spices in a forgotten cedar box that someone's stashed in amongst strawberries mixed with rising dough; yes, it's very Cabernet after a fashion, but entirely without the green, leafy notes that so often add interest. At times, though, it reminds me of a shoeshine stand in a dusty Delta town not too far away from Napa; at other times, it tends towards stewed prunes and pencil shavings. You have to admit, though, that this wine is incredible value for what it is: with all of this going on, I'd expect the price tag to be twice as much.
The progression of the wine is simultaneously surprising and trite. Wonderfully balanced the initial impression (fleeting, mind you!) is of a vapid California cabernet, quickly resolving into something much more interesting, with sneaky acidity firming up against a billowing cloud of smoky red fruit, which suddenly vaporizes into an entirely delicious, savory, dark expression of Cabernet that - although it doesn't really seem particularly Californian, or particularly anywhere in particular at all - is admittedly entirely fabulous. It smooths out on the finish even further, transmogrifying into something that damn near approaches pure pleasure, going on for an age, suggesting nothing more than raspberry liqueur, baker's chocolate, and perhaps star anise. Tannins make themselves known, yes - who snuck in and put socks on all my teeth? - but they're fully ripe and in their right place here.
To sum up, this is for my money a home run, no questions asked. Sure, there's no real sense of place or any strange, haunting beauty here, but honestly: do we always, always have to care? Surely it's sometimes enough to just sit back, relax, and enjoy the contents of a shrink-wrapped magazine or bottle of well-crafted wine? Isn't it?
The progression of the wine is simultaneously surprising and trite. Wonderfully balanced the initial impression (fleeting, mind you!) is of a vapid California cabernet, quickly resolving into something much more interesting, with sneaky acidity firming up against a billowing cloud of smoky red fruit, which suddenly vaporizes into an entirely delicious, savory, dark expression of Cabernet that - although it doesn't really seem particularly Californian, or particularly anywhere in particular at all - is admittedly entirely fabulous. It smooths out on the finish even further, transmogrifying into something that damn near approaches pure pleasure, going on for an age, suggesting nothing more than raspberry liqueur, baker's chocolate, and perhaps star anise. Tannins make themselves known, yes - who snuck in and put socks on all my teeth? - but they're fully ripe and in their right place here.
To sum up, this is for my money a home run, no questions asked. Sure, there's no real sense of place or any strange, haunting beauty here, but honestly: do we always, always have to care? Surely it's sometimes enough to just sit back, relax, and enjoy the contents of a shrink-wrapped magazine or bottle of well-crafted wine? Isn't it?
Lovely inky black in the glass, this wine promises to be a good one, if only by the winery's reputation and the fact that nearly half of their entire production is this wine. Pouring it into the glass, I was a little bit surprised that it seemed a bit watery, but the label tells me that this is only 13.5% abv, which seems odd given the place it came from - I've had a lot of Paso Robles zinfandel that contains a guaranteed hangover in every bottle - but then again the Agent for Change cab I had from Paso was also held to these relatively low alcohol levels.
Anyhow! There's a very fresh, simple smell to this wine, tinged with an edge of coconut-fruity-banana that seems to promise a good time. (I ordered this through the mail, but I almost imagine this being packaged in a plain brown wrapper at a liquor store - there's just something risqué about it.) The oak on the nose seems a bit raw; it's more reminiscent of bourbon than Bordeaux.
Somewhat voluptuously overwrought at first, my initial impression is of a blowsy, gone-to-seed wine - it's all very louche in a Plato's Retreat kind of way. Yes, there's enough acidity here to stop the wine from being completely flabby, but it strikes me as a little bit harsh and not particularly well integrated. Flavors, such as they are, seem to be stuck in a high-pitched giggle more appropriately found in strawberry fruit leather; that being said, the wine does display some complexity after aeration, but it's all a lot like listening to the Bee Gees: yes, the singing is good, but it's all disconcertingly way high up there. I'd ordinarily prefer some bass to counterbalance all the treble, but I'm not getting it much here. Tannins are present, but they seem clunky and somehow flown in from another wine entirely; there's almost a hard Loire edge to them, but only just.
All in all, drinking this wine is rather like Cubist art: all very well and good if you're in the mood for it, but sometimes you just want to look at something pretty. This is not a bad wine; there is quality here, but I'll be damned if I can puzzle it all back together right now. Ultimately, this is probably best drunk with steak: it's got a sort of sweetness that is initially pleasing, but on its own it just doesn't work.
Anyhow! There's a very fresh, simple smell to this wine, tinged with an edge of coconut-fruity-banana that seems to promise a good time. (I ordered this through the mail, but I almost imagine this being packaged in a plain brown wrapper at a liquor store - there's just something risqué about it.) The oak on the nose seems a bit raw; it's more reminiscent of bourbon than Bordeaux.
Somewhat voluptuously overwrought at first, my initial impression is of a blowsy, gone-to-seed wine - it's all very louche in a Plato's Retreat kind of way. Yes, there's enough acidity here to stop the wine from being completely flabby, but it strikes me as a little bit harsh and not particularly well integrated. Flavors, such as they are, seem to be stuck in a high-pitched giggle more appropriately found in strawberry fruit leather; that being said, the wine does display some complexity after aeration, but it's all a lot like listening to the Bee Gees: yes, the singing is good, but it's all disconcertingly way high up there. I'd ordinarily prefer some bass to counterbalance all the treble, but I'm not getting it much here. Tannins are present, but they seem clunky and somehow flown in from another wine entirely; there's almost a hard Loire edge to them, but only just.
All in all, drinking this wine is rather like Cubist art: all very well and good if you're in the mood for it, but sometimes you just want to look at something pretty. This is not a bad wine; there is quality here, but I'll be damned if I can puzzle it all back together right now. Ultimately, this is probably best drunk with steak: it's got a sort of sweetness that is initially pleasing, but on its own it just doesn't work.
Plush, dark red in color, the nose at first suggests a heavily green Merlot, something along the lines of a Hawkes Bay merlot from ten years ago. This seems odd; aeration helps, changing the notes to heavy oak and camphor, almost a Victorian gentleman's armoire sort of thing. Smoky bacon-wrapped cherries emerge at last, and you've got a fairly idiosyncratic rendition of Merlot that doesn't seem quite to match any normal international style.
Initially tannic, fairly aggressive acidity springs forth along with fairly simple red berry flavors, resolving into something like an Australian fortified Shiraz, albeit with less punch: this is thankfully a mere 13% by volume. Although not hugely complex, the oak turns out to be very well judged, offering up a soft baker's chocolate cushion for all of that pretty cherry-berry fruit. The finish is noticeably long; a subtle hint of black olives and sweet spicy oak shows up just before the curtain falls.
After two hours' aeration, however, the wine does improve into a remarkably well put together drink; there's enough shiny red fruit to make anyone happy, and the oak influence is subtle and interesting enough to make this really work for anyone else.
All in all, this stuff is fairly delicious. Depending on its price, this is either a remarkable effort (if it's $10) or a slight failure (if it's $20). Funny how that works sometimes.
Initially tannic, fairly aggressive acidity springs forth along with fairly simple red berry flavors, resolving into something like an Australian fortified Shiraz, albeit with less punch: this is thankfully a mere 13% by volume. Although not hugely complex, the oak turns out to be very well judged, offering up a soft baker's chocolate cushion for all of that pretty cherry-berry fruit. The finish is noticeably long; a subtle hint of black olives and sweet spicy oak shows up just before the curtain falls.
After two hours' aeration, however, the wine does improve into a remarkably well put together drink; there's enough shiny red fruit to make anyone happy, and the oak influence is subtle and interesting enough to make this really work for anyone else.
All in all, this stuff is fairly delicious. Depending on its price, this is either a remarkable effort (if it's $10) or a slight failure (if it's $20). Funny how that works sometimes.
There are many different interpretations of a "drink now" red wine, ranging from exuberantly fruity wines like Teusner's Riebke through to this. I'd describe this as light, somewhat Italianate in style, except it lacks the requisite rusticity of mouthfeel to fully qualify. Nonetheless, it seems a valid enough answer to the stylistic question.
On the nose, quite expressive with a dash of caramel oak, some high toned fruit in dried peel mode and a general impression of levity. This isn't a bruiser at all, nor is it especially refined or complex, but it's quite a penetrative aroma profile nonetheless. The palate shows more liquidity than suggested on the nose, and I'm not entirely sure that's a good thing. With the fruit sitting, as it does, in the upper registers, a more aggressively textural mouthfeel seems appropriate. The rough edges, though, are smoothed over here. Still, there's ample intensity of flavour, and the fruit is clean. There's a nice streak of acidity that runs the length of the wine too, which partly compensates for the lack of tannic fun. Pretty decent finish.
There's some thought behind this wine, which I appreciate at the reasonable price point.
Flaxman wines are, if nothing else, beautifully packaged. Pete Caton has created the design, and lovely it is too, but the words are also well chosen and applied, something I wish I felt more often about wine labels. It's all quite artisanal and cuddly in equal measure. The wine itself is made from purchased grapes (hence "The Stranger").
The nose is slow to emerge from its shell. At first, I got a bit of stressed stalk and old oak, which has in time given way to quite dense red and black berry fruit. It's not the most expressive nose -- not right now, anyway -- though it seems to express a coherent character in its low-key way. It's almost as if there's a whole aroma profile in there relaxing in shaded comfort.
The palate makes complete sense of the nose, bringing what is merely suggested by the aroma into full sun. It's also luxuriously textured. The entry shows dense, dark fruit, liqueur-like in expression and elevated in deliciousness. It also establishes a charismatic textural presence, with velvet-like tannins appearing almost instantly, weaving in and out of a fine acid line. It's a deliciously sour, orange-juice acid that risks disrupting the more voluptuous aspects of the wine's flavour profile, but which in the end just serves to keep things fresh and shapely. The middle palate is pure luxe, lashes of fruit flavour flowing over the tongue. There's perhaps a hint of overripe fruit here, tending towards a prune flavour. No matter. This is a sensual wine; satin sheets and chocolates and all that implies. A decent finish rounds the experience off with a gentle taper, neither too dry nor simple.
A really lovely wine with serious "x factor," particularly impressive considering the difficult vintage.
It's appropriate, I suppose, at this time of year to feel grateful for a variety of things. For example, I'm grateful my liver continues to function effectively. It also strikes me I ought to be grateful for wines like this; wines that are held back for release, are strongly regional, and of exemplary quality. Mostly, though, I'm grateful to be enjoying such a lovely wine tonight.
A sweet nose -- sweet in a cedar, eucalypt, earthy sort of way -- that gives up very little to the imperative of varietal correctness. There's enough recognisably Cabernet fruit, though, to satisfy the purists. Ultimately, it is what it is and, for my tastes, the aroma is wonderfully comforting, in addition to being complex and balanced and all those serious things.
The palate strikes me with its sense of appropriateness. It never rises above medium bodied, yet is a lesson in generosity and mature balance. On entry, lithe gum leaf and cassis wind around each other, giving way to a more textural expression of detailed fruit and earth as the wine makes its way through the mid-palate. There's plenty of complex flavour within the context of the style, which remains doggedly elegant. The after palate dries with still-abundant tannins, quite chalky in character. They carry sweet fruit through a very long finish. Given the structure here, I've no doubt a few more years in bottle would yield pleasing results; I'm happy with the wine right now, though, especially in accompaniment to a cheese platter.
Tremendously enjoyable wine.
It it possible to smell technical winemaking? Do you ever open a bottle and catch yourself wondering if Mega Purple has some kind of tell-tale aroma associated with it? I almost did for a second there, but then I found myself wondering if it wasn't some kind of greenness I was smelling instead: there seem to be definite hints of green bell pepper here, which seems a little weird given that it's nearly 15% alcohol. Huh.
Beyond that, I don't get much out of the nose other than an odd, almost smoky, faintly medicinal aroma that I'm not sure I like. Thankfully, it tastes better than it smells; yes, the wine seems strangely narrow at first, but broadens out somewhat to a pleasantly grapey finish with an interesting note of fresh herbs. It could use more extract, more tannin, more something - or it could just be a food wine, in which case it's alternately admirably restrained. On the whole, though, the wine strikes me as generally sound, well-made, and not particularly interesting save for the finish, which does last quite a while and which offers definite interest (it's now moved on to a smoky butterscotch note juxtaposed against meaty violets, not at all bad).
I'm headed to Chile next week on vacation and hope to drink well while I'm down there; until then, this wine has got me wondering why I haven't bought a Chilean wine in years. This ain't half bad.
Beyond that, I don't get much out of the nose other than an odd, almost smoky, faintly medicinal aroma that I'm not sure I like. Thankfully, it tastes better than it smells; yes, the wine seems strangely narrow at first, but broadens out somewhat to a pleasantly grapey finish with an interesting note of fresh herbs. It could use more extract, more tannin, more something - or it could just be a food wine, in which case it's alternately admirably restrained. On the whole, though, the wine strikes me as generally sound, well-made, and not particularly interesting save for the finish, which does last quite a while and which offers definite interest (it's now moved on to a smoky butterscotch note juxtaposed against meaty violets, not at all bad).
I'm headed to Chile next week on vacation and hope to drink well while I'm down there; until then, this wine has got me wondering why I haven't bought a Chilean wine in years. This ain't half bad.
There are lots of nice things about this wine, but I just can't get over the tannins. They are awesome.
I've been tasting this over three nights and only now, on the third evening, is it beginning to tire. The nose shows as much sweet earth as it does Cabernet cassis and leaf, so one might describe this expression of the grape as "regional." As an aside, I find certain regions quite fascinating for the overriding effect they seem to have on some varieties. Hunter does it to reds, and so does Canberra. They taste more of their geographic provenance than anything else, and so it is too with this wine. There's ample volume and expressiveness here, which conspire to deliver a wine one doesn't easily tire of smelling.
In the mouth, a velvet ride of sweet tannin plushness. There's more than just tannin, of course, but I keep coming back to them as the foundation, both structural and aesthetic, of this wine. On entry, immediate red fruited goodness pushed along by fine, balanced acidity and a twang of orange juice-like sourness. Everything comes together on the middle palate, clean fruit colliding with rich soil and a hint of unexpected minerality. Texturally, an abundance of ripe tannins provides both firmness and a sense of luxury. The whole is medium bodied, with good balance and an overarching sense of down home drinkability. The after palate and finish are admirably focused, with both fruit and structure moving seamlessly through the mouth and lingering on in the form of Angostura Bitters flavour and a dry, more-ish mouthfeel.
Really nice wine, and exceptional value considering its pedigree and character. The regional style may not be to everyone's taste, but it appeals to me greatly.
Somes wines deliver an initial slap - excitement, intensity, distaste, and so on - as soon as you begin tasting. Despite what they might become over time, there's a frisson associated with this first impression that tends to stay with you.
In the case of this wine, it's a slap that says "don't even try to understand me." It's not a seduction, or a challenge. It's a blunt refusal to yield. Feshly poured, it shows an impossible level of concentration on the nose. There's a lot there, to be sure, yet it's bound up in its own depth and richness, and takes a hell of a lot of swirling (or a good decant) to let go of some secrets. Coffee grounds, freshly polished antique furniture, deeply steeped black tea, greenhouses full of ferns, the most essence-like dark fruit. It's a remarkable aroma profile that communicates seriousness of intent and absolute confidence.
The palate carries through on this concentrated seriousness. To begin, the entry sings with dark berry essence, and it's well before the middle palate that tannins emerge. It's worth lingering for a moment on the tannins, as they are a feature of this wine, not only in terms of abundance but character, too. Textured, even and quite sweet, they present the most prominent face of the palate and, if nothing else, promise a long future for the wine. For now, if they (inevitably) prevent the line from flowing as freely as it might, this can hardly be considered a fault, and as a tannin enthusiast I must admit I'm kind of getting off on it. The middle palate shows impressive, powerful fruit beneath all the tannin, such that the whole achieves a curiously correct sense of proportion. Perhaps even giants can be elegant. The after palate is more of the same, and the level of tannin here shows good control through to a finish that is dry and fruit-sweet at the same time.
It's hard not to be impressed by this muscular wine. Haul a bottle out in ten years' time to retaste.
I struggle to articulate more abstract, aesthetic dimensions of wine. It's one thing to list flavours and try to describe structure, all of which are quite tangible with a little experience of tasting and writing. But what of crucial notions such as coherence, style, philosophy? Much harder to crystalise intellectually, let alone write about. And so I grapple with this note, because it's a good wine, indeed well achieved given the vintage, yet there's something that separates it from the best years, and it's that intangible quality that I'd like to pin down, and repeatedly fail to do.
It's oaky for sure - arguably too much so, depending on one's tastes. The nose is flagrantly vanillan alongside varietal cassis and sweet dusty leaf. It has the dark, clean fruit for which I adore Coonawarra Cabernet and, in a sea of increasingly full, plush wines, I'm glad for the rustic simplicity of the style. Despite the modern slickness of the oak, this strikes me as a gleefully old-fashioned wine, perhaps less concerned with appearing seamless than it is providing a decent hit of flavour. At the very least, it seems totally unpretentious.
The palate is similarly rustic, perhaps lacking in fruit intensity (similarly to the recently tasted 07 Cabernet Merlot), but somehow managing to emerge with a good degree of satisfaction. Sort of like a diver who straightens up just moments before hitting the water. A nice clean entry, dark berry fruit and prominent vanilla oak creating a dessert-like flavour profile without, however, any overwhelming sweetness. It's home cooking to a glossier wine's night out. The middle palate remains lean, with little evolution in flavour profile, save for some attractively ferny herbaciousness. Straight through to the after palate and finish, then, with relatively abundant tannins that are chalky and somewhat lumpy in character. It certainly dries the mouth in a pleasant way, suggesting food, rather than another sip, is the right answer.
I've definitely tasted better Cabernets from this region, with greater complexity and less rusticity. But what value enjoyment? Drink with outrageously flavoured Italian food.