The day after that gorgeous Les Clous (see below), I took the TGV to Avignon (will I ever actually see the town instead of the train station?) In the morning, we left Amy's puppies, we went to La Remise where I wondered if I'd ever return. There was something about tasting wines pre-malo, hard and unexpressed, especially when few wanted to seriously discuss their farming, the terroir and the vintage. Party atmosphere, the ubiquitous Utah Beach oysters. I found myself depressed.
Can I go home? Will I come back? Or was this merely jetlag. Not sure. Highlights? Natural wine from Greece! Finally. Crete and Santorini. No, I won't tell you now. You'll have to come back. Laureano's 2011's are tasting good. Great. And he has a new child in anfora which was damed tasty.
Andrea Calek was there with a new hair treatment, he told me he wasn't going to read my book but someone told him it was funny. He agreed. I don't know if he was laughing at me or with me, but it doesn't matter. He's a smart one, that one. I'll take with or at. It works.
That night, I went home with Amy by way of Le Tracteur where there was yet another tasting. Find? Yes. Jean-Sébastien Gioan's Domaine Potron Minet from Côtes-du-Roussillon.
Frankly it was hard to get me to taste another SW wine as so many just lack freshness, but this one, especially his white which is a blend of macabeu, grenache and muscat was peach, floral and apricot fuzz.
Once back with the puppies,
Millesime Bio is that organic wine fair in Montpelier and an event I'm getting more fond of with each year.
Cheapish for the vignerons.
Great tasting conditions and some very fine wines.
Greatest hits? I fess up, ones that I know from here. I zoomed right over to taste barolo and Erbaluna (Savio Soares imports). I love those barolos. Really, and the 2006 is fragrant, sturdy, sandalwood and chalk. I reaquainted myself with the find wines of Cascina Cornia in Tuscany. This domaine, also imported by Savio Soares, by the way, stopped using copper in the vineyards in 1996, a fact I found compelling, and so were the wines. Gorgeous. Long macerations here and a great box wine. Along with the new domaine of La Porta di Vetrine, remembered what sangiovese tastes like and why years ago I loved it so much. Thanks guys. The Saladin sisters make a fabulous white wine, Per El a blend of 5 grapes all peach and rock. Le Pinte from the Jura gets better and better, Bruno Ciofi is doing great over there, so why isn't this imported into this country? Hello poulsard! And I ended happily with the burgundies of Giboulot. Elegant, even in the vintage I might be scared of, 2009.
Purpled teeth, I dinnered in town with Les Saladins, Amy and The Shep, a place where the Italians were retiring from their two days at La Remise, kiss kiss goodnight, knowing I would see Francesca and Alessandra at the gare in Blois.