My New Favorite Sparkling Rosé

A few weeks ago my anh (adorable new husband) and I took a second honeymoon to Niagara Falls.  Actually, I was scheduled to speak at the American Culinary Federation Conference on the topic of wine and food education, but…why miss a chance at a second honeymoon?  We took a few days of R&R after the convention ended, and had a wonderful time!!!

Admitedly, Niagara Falls, at least the New York side where we stayed, is far from a culinary mecca.  However, as it turns out, our hotel was just a few blocks away from a wonderful wine bar, complete with a smart, compact, international selection of wines by the glass and the bottle as well as a delightful menu of plates, both big and small. The name of this gem is “Wine on Third” and it is located in the middle of the entertainment district of Niagara Falls on (you guessed it), Third Street.  From what I heard from my fellow conventioneers and hotel guests, we definitely happened upon the best dining choice in the area when we discovered Wine on Third. 

As far as the falls themselves, nothing I have ever seen can compare in terms of pure grandeur and natural beauty.  We spent a lot of time close to, on top of, and below the falls.  Shields T. enjoyed the outdoorsiness of it all and I love the relaxation and the positive vibes of the falling water. However, as amazing as the falls were, the highlight of our trip turned out to be found not in a waterfall but in a bottle of pink bubbly.

A Trip across the Border

On the Sunday after the conference (complete with gala awards dinner and looooong speeches) ended, we walked across the Rainbow Bridge into Canada and rented a car.  We took off for a lovely drive and headed for the Niagara-on-the-Lake wine region, a mere 15 miles away.  I was expecting a homespun, charming wine country with big red barns, sweet red wines and big yellow tractors.

Let’s just say, I was way, way wrong.

The entire region of Niagara-on-the-Lake is awe inspiring. The vineyards are lovely; gorgeous rolling hills of row upon row of vines bordered by Lake Ontario.  Most of the wineries are big and modern; some almost seemed like  gleaming, shiny shrines to winemaking.  A few more are smaller, artisanal producers of fine wine.  The tasting rooms were sleek and well-staffed. And the wine….let’s just say I am impressed, and have a whole new appreciation of Canadian wine. 

I had done a good deal of pre-vacation research and booked a Sunday brunch at Peller Estates Winery  as our token fine dining excursion of the trip. The winery webpage showed an impressive winery complete with an elegant dining room and a “local celebrity” chef.  The chef, Jason Parsons, turned out to be not just a local celebrity but a genius in the kitchen and we enjoyed not just the best meal of the trip, but one of the best meals of our lives.

Soon after we were seated in the very gracious dining room, my new favorite Sparkling Rosé in the world appeared magically before our eyes.  At least that is what seemed to happen.  In reality, our server brought us each a complimentary glass of Peller Estates Signature Series Ice Cuvée Rosé. 

Those of you who are avid readers of the blog know that I adore a good rosé, especially “serious” rosé, and this is some serious wine.  This is not your mama’s sparkling white zinfandel.  It may have a hint of sweetness in it, but it balances with a bracing, cherry-squirt of acidity and has the complexity of a bottle-fermented sparkling wine to boot.  I detected aromas of strawberry, white peach, watermelon and red currant hovering just about the biscuit-toasty-leesy complexity of sur lie aging.  The crisp, taut flavors of raspberry brioche came rushing through, followed by a lingering finish with just a cusp of lemon-peel bitterness to keep you in a serious state of mind.  If you prefer, go ahead and ignore the annoying tasting notes, just know that this wine is delicious, refreshing and complex.  It keeps your mouth watering with just enough fruity flavors and acidity so that you just can’t help reaching out for one more sip.

On a technical note, this is a methode champenoise, traditionally made sparkling wine based on a blend of 55% Chardonnay, 35% Pinot Noir, and 10% Cabernet Franc, all hand-picked from the winery’s surrounding estate vineyards. After a second fermentation in the bottle, the wine is aged sur lie 12 to 14 months, followed by a quick dégorgement and a dosage of the estate’s Cabernet Franc Ice Wine. The Ice Wine dosage adds up to just 25gr/L of residual sugar,  keeping this wine somewhere around what the French would call “Extra Dry” but what I detect as just barely sweet.  That “barely sweet” sweetness is brilliantly balanced with the acidity and bitterness of the palate and the finish.  All in all, this wine adds up to one spectacular sparkler.

You might have trouble finding this wine in the States, as I did.  You could try ordering direct from the winery, if it’s legal in your state, but believe me…this wine is worth the drive to Canada.  Just don’t forget to take a look at that big waterfall on your way out to Peller Estates.

My Rosé Valentine

A few of my favorite rosés, and a bit about why I love them so…

Mulderbosch Rosé of Cabernet Sauvignon 2011 – Coastal Region (Western Cape), South Africa  

A sip of this beautiful, watermelon pink dry rosé is as refreshing as falling – fully clothed, including shoes – into a clear mountain lake.

Domaine Tempier Bandol Rosé 2010 

Like a big, muscular, hunky red Bandol…just standing there with its shirt off, looking straight at you and grinning.

Soter Brut Rosé 2006 – Yamhill-Carlton, (Northern Willamette Valley) Oregon

A taste of this amazing wine feels like a thousand tiny, naked angels  caressing your tongue with feathers dipped in cherry blossom  love.

Happy Valentine’s Day from the Bubbly Professor! 

Wine Reviews: Kanu Vineyards Chenin Blanc 2009

My favorite Chenin Blanc for the last 5 years…

 

Kanu Vineyards Chenin Blanc 2009 – Wine of Origin Stellenbosch

Looking like pale yellow sunlight-in-a-glass, Kanu Vineyards Chenin Blanc 2009 reveals lifted aromas of lime, peach, apricot, and mineral met in mid-air by the pure, precise scent of lemon peel and sweet almond.  On the palate, a thunderstorm of lime precedes a fast grip of minerality and a drive-by shot of almond, followed by a soothing balm of peach and apricot.  Walking a fine, perfectly balanced line between fruitiness and acidity, this wine is as fresh and edgy as a blind date with your best friend’s ex.

Food Pairing Suggestions for Kanu Vineyards Chenin Blanc 2009 :

This crisp white wine, while is has suggestions of a plump full-bodiedness in the texture, shows delicacy of flavor and is taking a lingering walk on the lighter side of life…so I would suggest sticking to lighter foods as base ingredients – fish, shellfish, chicken, cream-based pastas, vegetarian dishes and cheeses. 

I would love to pair this wine with Pecan-Crusted Chicken glazed with Dijon Mustard-Cream Sauce and Gruyere Cheese.  This chicken and wine are a good fit on texture, the pecans will add a bridge flavor to the subtle nuttiness in the wine, and the crisp lemon-like acidity in the wine will cut through the richness of the creamy sauce and the cheese. 

I would also relish this wine served alongside Grilled Salmon with Jalapeno-Mango Mojo.  Once again, we have a texture match, but the flavors in this meet-up do a different kind of dance. The subtle sweetness in the wine would cool the zing of jalapeno heat in a hurry, and the sweet mango mojo will be matched by sweet fruit in the wine, bringing forward the fruit flavors of the wine while relaxing its sweetness.  

As a tip of the hat to the legendary cuisine of South Africa, I would match this wine with Grilled Shrimp with Chakalaka, a spicy, slow-cooked blend of tomatoes, chilies, onion, and garlic.  This wine has the fruit, the acidity, and the crisp, fresh coolness to cut through the heat of the chakalaka and the let sweet, savory saltiness of the shrimp shine through. 

On a different note, if today brings on a balmy afternoon, I might just sip this wine by itself; with my toes in the pool, a close eye on the kids, an even closer eye on my anh (adorable new husband)…that’s always a perfect match!

If you would like more information on Chenin Blanc, click here for my Chenin Blanc Cheat Sheet!

P.S. I Love You – Petite Sirah, That is!

Petite Syrah...Neither Petite nor Syrah!

Zinfandel and Malbec, take a seat…the big dog has arrived. I hold in my hand a glass of  Petite Syrah.  This wine looks like red crude oil, weighs as much as a linebacker, blasts flavors like a blow torch and leaves some cotton on the roof of your mouth.  Despite the name, there is nothing petite about Petite Sirah. It’s not a small version of the grape known as Syrah.  And, for the record, the “i” you see me using isn’t a typo – but if you spell it with a “y” that’s ok as well.

So, if Petite Sirah is not petite and not Syrah, what is it?  The grape is one of those vinous mysteries, solved CSI-style with the miracle of modern DNA testing in the U.C. Davis laboratory of Dr. Carole Meredith. 

What we call Petite Sirah, it turns out, is a very old variety born and bred in the1870’s by a French Nurseryman named Dr. Francois Durif.  It seems that the good doctor wanted to create a grape that had the flavor components of Syrah and the resistance to powdery mildew of a grape known as Peloursin. He crossed Peloursin and Syrah and named the resulting grape, like any proud father, after himself.  Durif became a minor success, was planted in quite a few vineyards, and was used as a blending grape in Rhone Reds.  But, alas, Durif never really became a major French varietal as it failed to produce high-quality, distinguished wines in the South of France.

Durif migrated to the United States in the 1890’s, where it fared somewhat better.  Durif thrived in the California sun, was easy to grow and produced a high yield of  four to eight tons per acre in the Sierra Foothills and Central Valley of California.  In those days, Durif was a major player in the red blends of the Golden State.  However, the name got lost along the way.  In the early days of California wine making, most wines were field blends – wines made from a variety of grapes grown together in one vineyard with little regard to varietal pedigree.  Later, when someone needed a name for the varietal, the grape was named “Petite Syrah” due to its Syrah-like flavor and the small size of the grape – the only possible explanation for the moniker “petite”. 

Those small grapes grow in big clusters with very thick skins and high tannins.  It was this thick skin that most likely enabled the varietal to survive what I like to call our national disgrace – American Prohibition.

During prohibition most vineyards were destroyed.  Those that survived negotiated good contracts with the church (I can only imagine there was a huge increase in demand for sacramental wine in 1930), or were shipped around the country as “flavorings” or juice.  Casks of wine grape “flavorings” from California were often shipped via slow-moving trains to New York and Boston with labels warning:  “Do not allow juice to come in contact with two ounces of dried yeast…do not allow juice and yeast mixture to remain at room temperature for two weeks, do not stir mixture twice a day, and under no circumstances should you filter and chill the resulting liquid.  Do not, at any time drink the resulting liquid because if you did it would be illegal.” 

Due to its thick skins and high levels of tannin, Durif grapes held up well under the long, hot journey east and therefore, many of its vineyards survived.  After prohibition ended, Durif, now known by the name “Petite Syrah” was widely planted in California and was often  used to punch up flavor, body, and color in the ubiquitous red blends of the region.  Rumor has it P.S. was a major player in Gallo’s well-known jug wine, “Hearty Burgundy”.  

A good Petite Sirah has a deep red color, a hefty somewhat “rustic” feel and substantial but ripe tannins. Walk carefully around this wine…it can pack quite an alcoholic punch, sometimes reaching as high as 15%.  In the bottom of the glass you will find rich fruity aromas including of sweet plum, blackberry, cherry, currant and cassis.  Take a sip and you’ll notice the rich fruit flavors…I think this wine defines the term “jammy”. Go ahead and take another sip…look for the flavors of black licorice, chocolate, coffee, black pepper, vanilla, and cedar.  This wine can be quite complex…you might also find aromas and flavors of herbs, violets, brown sugar, orange peel, clove, and cinnamon.  It’s got a lot going on.

Petite Sirah is still grown inFrance, although like many a local celebrity, it was never much appreciated in its homeland. Australia has a few vines, as well as Argentina, Chile, Israel, and recently,WashingtonState. The one region to really take to Petite Sirah is California…wine producers there even have their own advocacy group called “P.S. I Love You” and aficionados call the wine by the affectionate nickname “Pets”.  The grape is grown throughout California and does particularly well in the warmer regions of the Golden State such as Lodi and the Sierra Foothills.  For my Texas readers, rest assured that since it thrives in hot climates and is mildew-resistant, Petite Sirah seems a natural match for Texas. 

Here’s my all-time favorite:

Texas Legato Petite Syrah, Texas Hill Country, 2009 – This wine was the hit of the weekend the last time my entourage and I took a Texas Winery Road Trip.  Rich and jammy with concentrated flavors of blackberry, chocolate, raspberry and black pepper, this wine paired beautifully with the Italian food we had for lunch.  I and each and every one of my pals on the road trip took several bottles of this wine home, and it tasted just as good with my roast pork, my grilled steak, and by itself on my back porch.

Wine…in Patagonia???

Wine…in Patagonia?   

Most people, when they think of Patagonia, think of glaciers, penguins, and the literal end of the world.  Some might call to mind the Straights of Magellan, Igazú Falls, and Tierra del Fuego.  But…I can just about bet my life on this fact…hardly anybody thinks of wine.

That was true for me, as well, right up until yesterday.  Now, when I think of Patagonia, I think of Malbec, Pinot Noir, a delightful Sauvignon/Semillon and a rich Cabernet.  Strange as it may seem to inhabitants of the Northern Hemisphere, there are vineyards in Patagonia, and since the late 1990’s, fine wine has been produced by a winery called “Bodega del Fin del Mundo.”  The name, naturally, translates to “The Winery at the End of the World”.

A few days ago I was lucky enough to taste through a wide range of the wines of the Bodega del Fin del Mundo, and while I enjoyed them all, I’ll keep this review short by concentrating on my favorite:  The Postales del Fin del Mundo Malbec  2008, made from grapes grown in, of all places, Patagonia, Argentina.

My tasting notes are, like my mindset today, rather jumbled, so I’ll just leave them that way. This wine, Postales del Fin del Mundo Malbec 2003, has a beautiful ruby-black-red color, highly perfumed aromas of black currant, plum jam, raspberry, and a teeny-tiny waft of vanilla-scented oak.  This is a beautiful, fruit-forward, well-proportioned wine….I’m tempted to say that it’s like a Greek statue…muscular and powerful but not bulky. 

 This could easily be a burgers, pizza, or steak-on-the-grill partner, and at a retail price of around ten dollars the price is right.  However…this wine could take it up a notch, so why not give the kitchen a whirl and serve this wine with pork tenderloin medallions topped with roasted red bell pepper-tomato butter served on a bed of mashed sweet potatoes and a side of spinach lightly tossed in garlic and butter???  Put out that kind of a meal and you’re going to be getting a lot more of what you want in life.

Geographically speaking, the vineyards that grow these lovely grapes are located in San Patricia del Chañar, which is about 500 miles south of the more famous vineyards of Mendoza, and approximately 1100 miles north of the frozen tundra of Tierra del Fuego.  This remarkable viticultural project began in the 1990’s with the building of over 12 miles of irrigation channels intended to capture the waters of the River Neuquén, which itself is fed by snow melting off the majestic Andes.  This region is essentially a dessert, and like many desserts, is often assaulted by high, steady winds- so much so that windbreaks were constructed to surround and protect the vineyards. However, the region boasts just the type of rocky soil, significant temperature extremes, and low humidity that vitis vinifera thrives in, and the area has been compared – terroir-wise- to Bordeaux, Asti, and Mendocino. 

Perhaps the validity of such comparisons are yet to be seen, but I, for one, always knew there was something good to be found at the end of the world.

The Valentine’s Day “Secret Weapon” Wine

 

It's in the bottle, baby...

The Valentine’s Day “Secret Weapon” Wine

My favorite wine for “romance” is Brachetto d’Acqui…use any brand you like but the absolute romantic-est is Rosa Regale by Banfi Vintners.  Just look at it…the bottle is elegantly shaped, the clear glass means you can see the beautiful clear garnet-red color of the wine, and as if that weren’t enough to make it just sing “Valentine!” the black and gold label has a picture of a red rose!

This is the “everybody loves it” wine of your dreams.  From Piedmont, Italy; and grown in the company of some mighty heavy hitters, Brachetto is the wine to bring on a date.  Trust me on this one.

This wine has all the ingredients you need in a romantic wine …it’s pinkish-red, bubbly, lightly sweet, a perfect match for chocolate and low in alcohol.  Wink, wink, that low in alcohol bit will come in handy in case the date is, shall we say, a “success.”  As if that weren’t enough, the slight sweetness in this wine and the raspberry-strawberry flavors make it a perfect match for milk-chocolate dipped strawberries…imagine the possibilities. 

The aromas of this wine are easily recognizable and always consistent: The first to hit are raspberry and strawberry, followed immediately (sniff above the rim of the glass) by a strong scent of rose perfume.  I have been known to describe this aroma as ’a haunting memory of roses,’ ‘dried roses,’ ‘rose potpourri,’ or ‘wedding bouquet.’

I tell my male students that this wine can be the center of a picture-perfect seduction – the Valentine’s Day Secret Weapon – if they will just do this: First, make some hand-dipped milk-chocolate strawberries. Put them in a pretty box and show up for your date with the strawberries and a bottle of Brachetto. After your gal opens the door, say, “Hey baby, I’ve got the bubbly and the chocolate strawberries … everything you wanted for Valentine’s Day.” If your gal is anything like me, she’ll put her hands on her hips and say, “Where are my roses???” to which you reply, “In the bottle, baby … in the bottle.”

After she lets you proceed to demonstrate the roses in the wine aromas, the rest is up to you!”

Happy Valentine’s Day to All – and  hey, if you are “in-between lovers” – a.k.a single – this year…buy yourself a bottle of Brachetto d’Acqui, and repeat after me, “who cares!”

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