My Brazilian friend explained, exasperated, how to pronounce Dão. He is not impressed with my Portuguese. However, we can agree on this wine; not too shabby.
Portugal appears to be an emerging force in winemaking. Crippled for so long by the overwhelming burden of an unbreakable association with Port, the folks who use their grapes for table wine might be creating a new tradition.
This is a great start, and one that could appeal to even the most entrenched American drinker. Think Oregonian pinot noir and add a certain mineral thread along with a complexity of fruit I can’t quite put my finger on. Do all that and subtract a substantial number of dollars.