You may recall my suspicions about a new case from Virgin Wines were mostly unfounded, as the first bottle I tried was rather nice.
The case also contained three wines from the same stable – a Marlborough outfit by the name of Belmonte. I tried the Pinot Noir recently with surprising results.
I feel sure it is too early for some purists. Maybe I am the early bird breaking fast on the first worm.  I have been trying several 2005 Bordeaux early release red wines, for example here, here, here, and here with mixed, but mostly good results.
You may not think that January 2008 is all that early to release 2005 wines, but I recently received a letter from the importer, from whom I purchased my special 2005 en primeur wines, kindly informing me that Spring 2008 was likely to be the earliest I would receive my precious Château Lynch-Bages, Château Guiraud and others.
So whilst waiting, I have been obliged to drink from the dawn dew, to eat from the darling buds of May, to to sup from the honeypot of youth (something I have not done in years).
But from the moment I opened the fridge door to retrieve my bottle of Château Lacombe Cadiot, I felt there was something different, something new about this wine. For a start there was some information on the bottle. This was in French as well as English. Secondly, it was a not-overpowering 12.5%. Thirdly, it had a recommended drinking temperature of a perfect 16 degrees Celsius (you have heard me moan before about red wines served too warm). Fourthly, on opening it was the first wine from the bordelais that I can remember having a plastic cork. Four out of four so far then!
The wine tastes of rhubarb crumble with custard. Although I am not the greatest fan of rhubarb, it is the best 2005 Bordeaux I have yet tasted. Still a little tannic I am sure it will benefit from another 6 to 12 months in bottle. If only I could remember where I got it from I would order some more. A quick Google failed to find any UK suppliers. Any help appreciated!
I volunteered to try out the Virgin Wines online service which is relatively new to the UK but follows Virgin’s usual business model of finding a maturing market and trying to take a new angle on it. The only trouble is that I can’t work out what the new angle actually is.
In terms of the mature market, the Wine Society has been trading for yonks. Laithwaites has been marketing wines brilliantly for decades. Berry Bros & Rudd have the posh end of the market. Where is the new angle? As far as I can tell Virgin is marketing wine to the masses. The unwashed proletariat? Well okay then, maybe just inexperienced wine buyers.
Whatever! McCauley’s Journey Western Australia Shiraz turned out to be a top wine.
As 2008 races towards us faster than an over-indulgent party reveller to the big white telephone, it’s time to take stock of the year just gone. My 2007 new year resolution was to lose a stone in 3 months. For non-British readers that is 14 pounds, or 6.35029318 kilos.
I’ve always been a slow starter but I can be a determined sod, and I finally made my target on 23 December 2007 after watching a weight chart that was broadly directly proportional to the Dow Jones and FTSE indices. I am still surprised I actually made it at all, but a bigger surprise this year was the discovery of a new wine. Not because it was a discovery to anyone but me, simply that I was the last person on earth to encounter it. The wine is known by many as Gru Vee and I thought I’d close this year on a decent, inexpensive example of the genre.
Word had reached my royal ear that 1994 Riojas may be getting past their drink by date so I immediately opened this beauty, one of the few remaining in my rack from the great year.
I’ve been most impressed by nearly all the Wine Society’s own brand wines. Then I saw this bottle by “Hand of God” which seems to be ripping off the Wine Society’s brand – I had to investigate.
Inspired by my happy experience of Faldeos Nevados Argentinean Chardonnay, I was moved (but not in the intestinal sense) to try another. Oops…
I went to see Private Lives, the excellent Noël Coward play, at the equally excellent Library Theatre, St Peter’s Square, Manchester. So needing sustenance to prevent my guests having to suffer the slings and arrows of my outrageous belly rumbles, we pulled in to Gio’s on Lower Mosley St, opposite the Midland Hotel.
There is a brilliant pre-theatre menu at £8.95 for two courses. I picked the Insalata Caprese and the Penne Tagliatelli alla Francesca.
Here’s a tip. When you order a pasta dish, always mix and match the pasta with the sauce.
Just down the road from the entrance to the Ritz on Arlington St, just off Piccadilly, you will find Le Caprice, a favourite haunt of the stars for several decades. This part of London is over-endowed with decent restaurants. To quaint northerners like me this seems unfair.
The Wolseley is just round the corner, as is Langan’s Brasserie, Claridge’s, Scott’s of Mayfair, and Fortnum & Mason. Meanwhile in the nearby West End, The Ivy, sister to Le Caprice, is undoubtedly one of the best restos in London despite the nouvellement célèbrés and the nouveaux riche who visit only to be seen rather than to enjoy food and wine. So was Le Caprice, part of the group that owns The Ivy, as good as its sibling?
Has Ian Simpson finally moved in? From my bijou pad in Manchester I can see his penthouse apartment atop the Beetham tower, self appointed tallest residential building in Europe. Recently I have noticed some lights on the top floor for the first time, so maybe it is finally fitted out?
The fact that I can see his penthouse is far from remarkable since most residents of Greater Manchester, the Outer Hebrides, and the caves of Afghanistan can see this proud member of a building.
So some of you may assume that I reside in the forgotten 1970’s part of town. I beg to differ! And so must the poor producers of Muscadet when challenged. Muscadet is sooooooo 1970’s. Sooooooo much so I wanted to remember it rather than forget it. Is Sèvre et Maine really a second class citizen compared to the more fashionable and expensive Loire appellations like Sancerre and Pouilly Fumé?
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