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Of Dreams and Things

Apr 22 '00 (Updated Apr 26 '00)



Last night I decided to write about my most memorable wine. It was a little bit difficult, since I planned to pen this ode about a bottle I hadn’t yet opened. Not being one to let petty details sully an otherwise splendid idea, I forged ahead.

The bottle in question was a 1978 La Tache from the fabled Domaine de la Romanee-Conti. This small and exclusive Domaine in Burgundy produces some of the most acclaimed wine on earth. Short of the Vatican, it is hard to imagine any place where such importance is given to such a small area. Bottles of just released vintages fetch $1000.00 or more, and well-aged examples easily command prices in the multiples of that number.

Since I am, above all else, a sensible businessman, I do not subscribe to the purchasing of such high priced bottles. There are far too many great wines available for much, much, much less money. But I would never tell someone else not to spend their wine dollars, especially when the purchased bottle is a gift for me. That was the case for this wine, given to me, with a twin bottle, some 15 years ago. It has rested quietly in my makeshift cellar, mostly forgotten, as aging wine should be, waiting for whatever impulse would bring it out.

I settled into my favorite over sized chair, a large balloon glass at the ready. Resting quietly by my feet, Rex, the Grate Dane Puppy who had just celebrated his first week as a member of my household. Rex, already fast becoming an expert on the Verisimo School, last night drifted peacefully off as Giacomo Puccini’s epic Tosca played out a tale of love, betrayal and intrigue.

Some half way through the bottle, I began to realize that this truly was one of the most incredible wine experiences I have ever had the pleasure of enjoying. It ranked well into the top ten, edging out all multiple tastings including a 50 year vertical of d’Yquem I attended last fall. With no notes or prescient observations recorded, I feared the episode might well be lost to memory, though that would not be a terrible place for it.

I then decided to e-mail a short description of the event to the fair goddess of wine, Leah, just to have some record of the event exist. In her particular fashion, she devised a plan to have me share the secrets of my experience, in some viniferous version of cyber-show and tell. Several posts later, I drifted off to bed, dog in tow.

Imagine my delight, upon awakening I found all my notes regurgitated back in a near poetic fashion, arranged by the great mistress of Bacchus. After reading them through several times, I determined that the way they are presented gave as good a telling of the event as any I could now devise, so below is presented a pseudo-contemporaneous telling.

With gratitude to Leah, I give you my most memorable wine.


Having endured both
ecstasy and agony
this week,
I decided
the best curative would be
indulgence.

While I have been blessed
with many memorable wines,
I wanted this one to be
uniquely mine.
No Prom Night Boones
or Bad Wedding Reception White Zins
for me. No...
I headed down to that wreckage
I call a wine cellar
and found a bottle I have been resting
for 15 years.

Back in 1985,
I was gifted with a brace
of '78 La Tache.
A liquid gold from Burgundy,
from the mythic and mystic
Domaine de la Romanee-Conti
itself.

I am half way through the bottle
and I can only say:
"I'm glad no one else is here
to share the sucker."

Mud and truffles,
this wine is truly
the reason
we cellar.
I don't think I can find the words
to justly serve this wine.

I wish I were Tennessee Williams
so that I could compose a conversation
with this wine.
I wish I were Papa Hemmingway
so that I could force the reader
to understand;
Bully them with my prose,
coerce them with my language.

Maybe
I'll just enjoy it
for the personal pleasure
that it is.

When I hold this wine up
to the light
there are exactly
six sections of color visible,
ranging from a deep ruby
at the outside edge,
to very near amber
in the center.

Even at this age
the wine retains
opacity,
through to the center ring.
It sheets the sides of the bowl,
refusing to dissipate,
slowly returning
to the bowl
like sorghum.

The nose is like walking into
a freshly turned field,
filling the lungs,
almost suffocating.

Once,
several years ago,
I visited a mushroom farm .
It was a series of long buildings,
inside of which they grew millions
of white button mushrooms
on long trays,
stacked
to the ceiling.

That smell,
the wet dirt and blooming
fungus,
that is what this wine has.
I know you understand,
but how do you tell someone
who has never tasted it,
that mud,
freshly turned soil,
is such a very good thing
in a wine.

The middle mouth
adds tiny but concentrated
raspberry
and the slightest hint of
currants.
I have found myself holding
every swallow
just a bit longer
than I normally would,
because every second this wine is in my mouth
new sensations emerge.
Not new flavors,
but a renewing of the flavors
already tasted.
It is like
the everlasting gobstopper
from Willie Wonka.

If I hadn't taken a second sip,
well over an hour ago,
I think the finish would still be there.
It isn't
overly strong,
but like the sheeting on the glass,
it refuses
to go anywhere.

I'd like to buy the world a La Tache
and keep it company.

Burgundy
is an agrarian region.
The foods for this wine are big,
hearty foods,
with root vegetables and bread
with 1/4 inch crust.

This wine
is like someone you've been with
for a long time,
A lover
whose every nuance
you know.
A body that still thrills
even though
it's a little thicker now
than then.
Someone with whom
you are so comfortable
you can spend hours together
in the same room
and never feel the need
to speak.

No occasion can rise to this wine,
but it stoops with ease
to elevate a simple lunch or dinner,
celebrating nothing,
commemorating everything;
connecting, bridging, linking,
and spanning heights
otherwise unknown
and perhaps,
unreached.

Wine is gone.
Will sleep with Rex tonight
and dream of
Burgundy
and a time
when I still took
vacations.



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