Sep 24 2010

sunshine dances and Harvest 2010

Category: Wine tastingwinepost @ 5:33 pm

Today is International Grenache Day. As it’s not a common word that’s heard around BC wine country, I’d suppose there are a few who will say “What the hell is a Grenache, and what does it do?”

It might sound like a foreign car from the 1960’s, but it’s actually a grape. In fact, it’s the most widely planted varietal in the world. Originating in southern Spain, Grenache is also known as Garnacha and new-world professional wine-o types are coming to see that this grape is a fundamental building block in blending; something old-world wine-o types have known for years.

Visit www.grenachesymposium.com for more information on this, the international day of Grenache. You know you want to. As our BC vineyards aren’t overflowing with the dark-skinned, robust fruit, it’s up to us to seek out samples at local retailers. Go find some in the name of research. It’s all educational.

Back home in the Okanagan, our vineyard folks are starting to see the fruits of their significant labours. It’s been a not-ideal summer for grape growing, from the extended cool, wet start to our early cool, wet fall. I know several wine makers who have done sunshine dances. They shall remain nameless; but you all know who you are. We thank you.

Today, the crew at Tinhorn Creek are harvesting their Muscat and Sauvignon Blanc, grapes used in their ridiculously delicious 2Bench White. Sources tell me their Pinot Gris should make its way to the crush pad on Monday. La Stella is also harvesting their Muscat today, and Stag’s Hollow in Okanagan Falls will bring their Muscat in by early next week with their Sauvignon Blanc quick on its heels.

Some grapes ripen sooner than others, and Muscat is one of them. I hear it’s almost as hard to keep the employees at Tinhorn away from the sweet fruit as it is to keep the local bear and her cubs out of the vineyard. Apparently those bangers – the things that make loud noise in vineyards in the hopes to scare away uninvited guests – don’t have quite the same effect on people. We can use earplugs.

So while a few of our vineyards are bringing in their bounty, we’re still waiting for that intense fall frenzy that is harvest and crush for our Okanagan grape growing and wine making friends. Tanks and cellars are super clean; hoses are checked and re-checked…then checked again. Waiting.

It’s not over yet. The weather forecast says sunshine is coming our way, and our Okanagan valley is waiting with fingers, toes and hoses crossed. Well, maybe not the hoses. Hats off to each and every one of our BC wine makers and grape growers. Soon enough it will be time for them to un*wine*d with a glass of their own. Meanwhile, let’s get the party started for them.

Cheers!

~ Jeannette

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Jun 21 2010

wine therapy

Category: Wine tastingwinepost @ 12:11 am

My fella and I moved to BC wine country about three years ago, leaving the big city of Vancouver – and surrounding urban areas – behind. Living in wine country kicks ass. I’m minutes away from some of the best BC wine there is, and that’s a very good thing. Especially with a hammock in the yard. Wine + hammock = happy.

But, as with every great departure…something gets left behind. In this case it was a great circle of remarkable friends. And sometimes I need a little of that crazy-friend-thing that happens when a particular group of us are within twenty feet of each other. You know what I mean. Most people have those friends; if not, get them.

This past Friday I ventured out on the road, cooler (and car) stuffed with Okanagan wine to share with my gal pals. A trip to The City is reason enough to prompt a social gathering of my lovelies. Thankfully, there’s very little that a bunch of good friends drinking good wine can’t remedy.

Here are a few of the situations we tackled, and the wine that helped:

The “what-am-I-passionate-about?” debacle

While discussing the merits of finding your passion versus knowing your passion but being unable to do much about it because of a mortgage, car payment and student debt (still), we sipped the 2008 Sauvignon Blanc from Little Straw Vineyards. This ain’t your usual sauv blanc. It’s honey and clover and grapefruit, crisp and buttery at the same time. A of a mix of things, kind of like finding out – or trying to develop – what you’re passionate about. Think and, not or.

The “is-it-asking-too-much-to-meet-a-nice-guy-who-likes-that-I’m-a-smart-and-confident-lady?” challenge

As several of my lovelies are in a similar predicament, I can safely say that this is a fairly serious issue – and one which requires a bit of finesse, delicate manoeuvering and strong character. Fortunately, we had a bottle of Reserve Pinot Noir from Mission Hill, and I poured generously. Classic pinot noir (to me) is sandy beach with a basket of strawberries and a soft, lingering touch. Yeah, this little number was a perfect companion to our discussion of how to find your perfect companion – or just someone who finds it sexy that you have a thing for literature.

The “it’s-a-few-hours-in-and-things-are-getting-out-of-hand-in-a-good-way” medley

You know you’ve been there, so don’t even try to deny it – especially because it’s often the best part of the night. Hopefully, you can remember most (or at least part) of it. I’m talking about the time of night when you reach for that next glass of whatever and realize ‘I’m having so much fun!’. Our hostess has a weakness for one particular BC winery, so I thought it perfect timing to bring out the Burrowing Owl 2006 Syrah. Hello, nurse. Big, dark and rich with a whole lotta stuff goin’ on, this beauty is the take-things-up-a-notch element you’re looking for when you don’t want the night to end.

But every night must end. And as we stumbled our way home (safely, and with designated drivers) I know we each got a little something more from those few hours than a belly full of good food and wine. We were overdue for our un*wine*d session; at least, I know I was.

Cheers,

Jeannette

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May 18 2010

wine, canapés and four-inch heels

Category: Wine tastingadmin @ 8:25 am

When one thinks of ‘wine tasting’, one may imagine nice stemware, quiet music mingled with laughter and the clink of cutlery – perhaps even some hipster friends you can discuss obscure music with.

Got that picture in front of you? Good. Now scrap it.

I’m talking Spring Wine Festival grand hoopla, big finale time. The this-ain’t-your-mother’s-wine-club kind of stuff. Unless, of course, your mother wears four-inch heels, can tweet / facebook / myspace simultaneously and balance a wine glass, designer purse and mobile communication device in one hand. All while noshing on canapĂ©s.

The WestJet Wine Tasting at the Delta Okanagan hosted over 50 wineries with more than 160 wines to sample, spit, or swallow – depending on how you were getting home. By the looks of things there would be a few people making use of the safe ride home program offered by sponsor Johnston Meier Insurance. Thanks for that, kind sponsor.

I can’t begin to list the wineries in attendance, partly because a) there were so many, b) the room was packed and I’m sure I didn’t get all the way around and c) I didn’t spit as often as I could have so things are slightly hazy. But I do remember a few of my stand-outs. Pay attention; memory recall may not last.

Stag’s Hollow 2009 Sauvignon Blanc: bright, friendly and fun. This new release is taking BC sauv blanc to a whole other playing field – and you need to be there. Get some.

Orofino 2009 Riesling: hot damn. I don’t know what else to say, other than deliciousness – which can be said of pretty much everything they do. This is a remarkably crafted wine in limited production. Don’t take my bottle.

La Frenz 2008 Malbec: I can’t believe it keeps getting better. Beautiful layers of tastes and all sorts of good wine stuff in my mouth. This is what happens when your best friend is the person you fall in love with.

Fairview Cellars anything: it’s criminal that I haven’t been to visit Bill before now. Whatever he put in my glass, I drank and went to a very good place. It doesn’t even matter what wine I mention because it’s all ridiculously stellar. Find it. (uh, Bill – you’d better save me some
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The Best Line of the Night also goes to Bill at Fairview. I tasted – something – and stared at him, speechless. Whatever my face showed, he liked it. Bill laughed and said, “I love my job”.

I love your job too, Bill. I’ll be visiting you soon to un*wine*d with more of the fruits of your labours. Just let me first pack my tent


Cheers!

~ Jeannette

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