Falling into the chasm of uncertainty affects many wine buyers.
By wine buyers I mean retail buyers, because we fervently hope that wholesale buyers are not so disabled.
Spain is one place neither should resist. Here’s a an example of what should be a part of Spain’s flag; a bottle of rioja. These are temperanillo grapes chosen for their excellence and aged…aged, according to regulation, at least three years and one in oak.
If one tastes enough wine, the connection between them reveals itself. In this case, the nose of ripe fruit, cherry cola and sweet tobacco is reminiscent of Californian zinfandel, and yet.
And yet the over-riding sensation is that of a dryer, less tannic cabernet sauvignon. In accordance with the place of origin, a noticeable liveliness inhabits this wine. It’s muscular without being showy, which isn’t a bad way of expressing the modification of wine with time.
One reason this wine’s a winner is the nose of rounded dry fruit and leather. That’s a weird-sounding but ultimately winning combo; give us big inviting aromas and the battle’s one. Thankfully the taste follows through.