YOU NEVER KNOW

My wine and food world aren’t a predetermined, preordained, sales-rep induced experience that begins with the admonition, “wow, you should try this wine, and smell the rock that it is grown in”. I prefer to plunge headfirst into the unknown. Today, it is totally about the unknown.

GRAPE ABDUCTION BLAUFRANKISCH, SLOVENIAN RED, $20.00

Terez, the owner of Port City Blue @ 650 Congress St., (as in Layne’s Wine Gig) and I, picked it out of a distributor’s wine list sight unseen. The grape is an old Austrian-Hungarian variety commonly called Lemberger (which translates into a hard sell in the US). 4,000 acres in its homeland; an indigenous, popular grape.

Tasting it live onstage for the first time it had “newest hipster enclave” written all over it. Archaic, artisanal, it glowed in the glass just like the label. Ah, the label. It was a pastiche of the great Le Cigare Volante label (California Red Table Wine) created by the wildly eccentric vintner, philosopher, winemaker and wine writer extraordinaire Randall Grahm of Bonny Doon. Flying saucers, OK sure.

An inspired match…thanks Bruce!

The other influence in taste is Josko Gravner, late of Collio in Northern Italy. He became the shining light of reviving the ancient 6,000 B.C. tradition of using Georgian clay amphora for fermenting and macerating of grapes until they resemble their skins instead of the wine itself. This is a glorious example of Randall Grahm and Josko Gravner having a baby. There is a sense of metallic whirligigs and acrid smack. The back label says to “serve slightly chilled, with grilled meats, light cheeses or light fare”.

But…there is more. The audience always participates in the Wine Gig and our ever inciteful pal Bruce Couillard suggested that it had a character and taste resembling salad dressing. Later in the week, that got us thinking and rooting around in the pantry. Ah, add a little grilled chicken and Trader Joe’s Strawberry Basil Vinaigrette as an accompaniment to the acidic, acrid smack. The white balsamic in the dressing is a knockout accompaniment that must be experienced to be believed. With the pairing, the wine is livelier as is the dressing. Perfection. There is new life in that “newest hipster enclave”, and a great alfresco dinner to boot.

CIRELLI WINES OF ANARCHY, TREBBIANO, ABRUZZO, FRIZZANTE, $22.00-$25.00

Discovered at the “Maine Wild Wine Fest” Freeport, Maine

There are a whole lot of problems with this wine once you get beyond the adorable snarly label. I looked up the blurb on “Rock Juice Monthly Wine Selections”. They are either an importer or P.R. agency, or both.

It is a simplistic white frizzante to throw down by itself or with briny snacks. Muscadet from the Loire Valley in France does it better for less money and less hype.  In spite of the native yeast, organically grown grapes, spontaneous fermentation, pet nat style and the morally improving hype, it is just mildly enjoyable. The Oyster River Winegrowers Morphos White pet nat made in Maine at $22.00 is also actively fermented in the bottle and would provide a more interesting, lively tasting comparison side by side with local oysters and a hearty side of seaweed.   

Scallops, fiddleheads and anarchy

“Francesco would stand out as a rising star in any of Italy’s big famous regions …but in Abruzzo, his aura is almost blinding”. Whew. When you look him up in Gambero Rosso Italian Wines (the authoritative Italian wine guide) they say good things- blinding aura is not one of them. His Cerasuolo d”Abruzzo Amphora (a classic Abruzzo rose) is his highest rated wine. His production is small at around twelve acres; wonder if that Cerasuolo is available here? He is “trying to make authentic wine, not important wine”. I wouldn’t worry about that with the likes of shining stars Luigi Cataldi Madonna, Dino Illuminati,Tiberio, and the astonishingly great Emidio Pepe and Valentini as your neighbors. Just don’t change your label designer- you would have to get a different schtick.

HORSESHOES AND HANDGRENADES, AMERICAN RED TABLE WINE, BOTTLED IN DUNDEE, OREGON $16.99

I purchased this wine in a local fine wine store thinking it was made by the legendary Charles K. Smith of Washington who dabbles in Oregon a bit. There is a close resemblance to his graphics, that are, of course, always catchy. The person working there didn’t have a clue about this wine. This article is about taking a chance-so why not.

Horseshoes and hand grenades, always handy.

I chose not to look anything up first but do know WINE LABELING 101, having run a winery and submitted labels to the Feds for approval.

Catchy labels get you in the customers basket. Quality keeps you there. What is with the horseshoe and hand grenade anyway?

BRAND NAME: required

WINE TYPE: 75% of a single grape variety to list it on the label. Red table is a“mendo blendo” of the winemaker’s choice.

These are pieces of knowledge, but they are only pieces. It is like having a key in your hand and trying to unlock your front door in the dark.

AMERICAN: on a wine label means grapes or wine can be shipped from state to state. Very common in the Eastern U.S. due to harsh grape growing conditions and crop instability. You never know about this on a label. Wines can range from The Prisoner, a great genre defining red at $50.00 to Our Dog Blue (Chateau Morrisette, Virginia) the perfect combo with fry bread at the fair.

BOTTLED BY: This person is bottling wine or grapes and having a “blendidly” good time.

Opened it on the deck with a rib eye steak on the grill. Interestingly, this was a “gotta try it before I know much” moment that is totally fun hanging out on the deck with Judy and is a rare moment of respite from being in front of an audience. Nice to take a little time off. What hit the glass was one of the most extraordinary wines that I have had in years. Piles of fruit. Balance. Layers of complexity. It tasted like a thrilling Oregon wine with more meat on its bones… and sunshine. Lots of sunshine. After a few weeks tasting the novelty act acidic creatures, each working and trying to stumble their way toward creating a pastoral vision, this was IT. THE BIG IT. Loaded with luscious, juicy fruit.

You simply must get out the wine books and indulge in a bit of John Keats “How I like claret. When I can get claret, I must drink it…it fills one’s mouth with a gushing freshness”.

There is a talent for sourcing of grapes, and then there is a genius for sourcing of grapes. Southern Oregon Syrah and Red Mountain Washington Cabernet Sauvignon and Merlot combine for ripe cherries meets saddle leather. Run, don’t walk to find a bottle of this wine.

You get to look up Andre Hueston Mack, wine guru extraordinaire, for yourself as you should taste this wine first before being wowed by a person’s curriculum vitae. This guy is as serious as wines get for the money. Also, his tee shirt schwag is downright delirious!

LAYNE’S WINE GIG JULY 7th

FIRST THURSDAY THIS MONTH!

For an afternoon of snark, fun and wine come to Layne’s Wine Gig on the 1st Thursday in July from 5:00-6:00 p.m. at Blue 650 Congress St, Portland. Four 3oz each for twelve bucks. Best to check the website for vax and mask requirements. Back to third thirsty Thursday in August. Visit portcityblue.com.

Layne has been a professional in the wine business for many decades as a teacher, importer, writer, competition judge and winery CEO. He was awarded the Master Knight of the Vine for his pioneering work in the Oregon wine industry. He can be reached at lvwitherell@gmail.com