
Recently, there has been a lot of things Italian on my mind. A little Milan AC, some Dante, my friend and Vias Imports’ rep Rudy Basile’s recent visit to TPS, and wine blogging comrade Alfonso Cevola’s recent blog post. Last Friday, Alfonso, who masterfully waxes about all wines Italian at On the Wine Trail in Italy, uttered the fear all us wine bloggers fear – that nobody gives a shit.
I would argue to say that 99.9% of us wine bloggers do this for the love of it, counting our peers and wine industry brethren as our readers (if we are lucky), and staring at the ghost towns of comment sections daily.
Alfonso’s article spoke of fellow wine blogger Ron Washam (the Hosemaster of Wine) recounted surveying around 200 visitors to the tasting room he works, “how many of them read wine blogs?” The answer, “zero.” Zero, zip, nada, nyet, goose egg, the Big Nothing.
In seeing this, I am wondering more now than ever, “what the f@%& am I doing?” I mean, I have said it countless times that I do this for my own benefit, keeping an online diary of all the wines I taste and everything that happens on the job, my job as a retail wine buyer. Yet I hope that there are folks out there that actually read my drivel and get something from it.
It is the same as if it were one’s real job, the need to feel as though you’ve accomplished something, and that what you do has meaning, to yourself, your colleagues, your customers, your company… you want to have some relevance in this world, it’s a basic human need.
Meanwhile, good friend Rudy Basile dropped in to taste some wines and grappas with The Colonel, Irish T and myself:
Le Dolci Colline Brut Prosecco DOC NV. Grade=Outstanding. While I am getting a bit bored with Prosecco, the fact is this is pretty good. Green apple skin and lime mousse, crisp acidity, and a clean finish make for a very good value.
Lechthaler Riesling Trentino DOP 2011. Grade=Outstanding. Showing more in common with Alsatian Riesling, this drier styled white displays clean stone fruit, a touch of white flower, mint and crushed stones.
Terredora di Paolo Rosaenovae Irpinia DOC 2012. Grade=Outstanding. Whaddya know? My first Aglianico rosé. Gorgeous notes of red plum, Bing cherry, peach and strawberry abound here, mingling with pretty hints of sweet mint and mineral.
Lechthaler Pinot Noir Trentino DOP 2010. Grade=Outstanding. Light, soft red with cherries and raspberries, touches of dusty earth, sweet spices and smoky herbs.
Lechthaler Teroldego Rotaliano DOP 2011. Grade=Outstanding. Trentino’s signature red grape, Teroldego, is center stage with its black cherry, tobacco, cedar, earth and dark spice notes. Medium-bodied, bold and well-balanced.
Cataldi Madonna Montepulciano d’Abruzzo DOC 2010. Grade=Outstanding+. The Cadillac of Montepulciano, Cataldi Madonna scores again with its full-bodied presence of dark red fruits, spices and walnuts.
Produttori del Barbaresco Nebbiolo Langhe DOC 2010. Grade=Outstanding+. Bold, intense red, full-bodied with spicy tannins, smoky black fruit, black peppercorns, anise and cedar smoke.
Distelleria G. Bertagnolli Honey Flavored Grappa Trentino. Grade=Outstanding. Grappa always makes me queasy, but here you have a very approachable distillate, clean, with fleshy stone fruit and of course, the honey. Very nice.
Distelleria G. Bertagnolli Mirtillo Grappa Trentino. Grade=Outstanding. Mirtillo means Blueberry. Ah, so that’s why I feel like I am drinking my Grandmother’s homemade blueberry pie, fermented and distilled into a smooth, supple distillate. I could get really wasted on this stuff.
One of the things I learned from Rudy was that coming soon, the D.O.C. (Denominazione di Origine Controllata) – a term we wine geeks have had engrained into our brains – will change to D.O.P., which stands for Denominazione di Origine Protetta, a classification used to define produce. Wine is a grape, right? Thank you E.U.
But getting back to the writing for a close circle of like-minded wine geeks, I guess it takes that transcendental someone to create a blog that is more universal, something akin to what Samantha Dugan at Samantha Sans Dosage is doing (she has got to be getting tired of my brown nosing by now). Becoming less about wine and more about life, she has begun transforming herself into something more relevant to everyday living.
I get that the biggest issue with wine’s image is the exact thing being perpetuated by many wine bloggers, the issue being “elitism.” Our beer guy here at TPS, Danny Gold, once said, “There are beer geeks and wine snobs.” He’s not entirely right, but he’s pretty damn close. It is so easy to fall in love with wine, yet because of its infinitely more diverse base of information – the varietals, the wine producing regions, vintages, etc. – the personae of wine gives the appearance of being out of the reaches of the average consumer. Beer, not so much. Anyone can appreciate beer, even if there is a growing multitude of choice amongst craft brewers and imports.
Wine bloggers can tend to add to the element of elitism by the unintentional level of condescendence inferred, whether you are talking about a wine pairing with a 20 course dinner, visiting the wineries of Uruguay or Croatia, or hanging in the cellar of Chateau Ausone and enjoying a 12 year vertical. I would be all over any and all of those topics, felling a forest to scribble down notes and burning up cameras taking massive amounts of digital pictures. Believe me.
But it would be easy to see that the average person may see these as pompous, and even worse, irrelevant to their lives and their sources of enjoyment.
Yet I also see the absolute relevance of what we do, what we discuss, what we chronicle. It is at the very heart of the thrill of experience that we do what we do, and the incessant need to share those experiences with the world, however we can. Absolutely, not everyone can experience what I experience at my job every day. My travels, my experiences – the things I learn on the job and on the road – I write them down and chronicle them so I can share my excitement with my staff, my customers, my readers – it’s why I do what I do.
In the end, I like being a wine blogger. For better or worse, for one reader or a million, the idea of sharing my experiences is not elitism, it isn’t condescending. It’s simply in keeping with the concepts of the human condition.
CLINE CELLARS AND THE MEANDERING STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS: THE DEUCE CAUGHT IN A MINDSTORM, THE DAVID SHOW INTRODUCES THE NEW CLINE GUY, THE WINE BLOG AWARDS AND ASSORTED MENTAL WEIRDNESS
So the nominees for the 2013 Wine Blog Awards have been announced, and Surprise! I have once again been slighted. Yeah, I know, you are just as blown away as I am. I mean, who can forget all of the wines I reviewed holding up Robert Parker’s picture with one hand, eh? Or the dozens of unrequited love letters to James Laube?
Anyway, the biggest congrats goes to the ultimate poodle wacker, Hosemaster of Wine, for 5 nominations this year. And to the host of great writers who were nominated as well, including Joe Roberts (of 1 Wine Dude), Alfonso Cevola (of On the Wine Trail in Italy), Tom Wark (from Fermentation), Sean Sullivan (of Washington Wine Report) and Wine Enthusiast’s Steve Heimoff, congratulations all!
You’d think that after 5 years of doing this, there might be some recognition, but hell, I am just happy that somebody, hell anybody for that matter, is reading my incessant rants and raves. As I have said a million times before, I do this for me, as a way to keep track of everything I taste, and a way for me to chronicle what goes on in my professional and sometimes, personal life. Yet I would be lying if I wasn’t a bit disappointed not to be nominated. I am certain most bloggers in the wine world would agree. But hey, you’re reading at least, right? You’ve taken the time to read the often droll, sometimes insightful, yet most often weird syntax my besotted mind hacks up here in cyberspace. For that, I am truly thankful. It might even warrant a hug and a kiss if we ever actually meet.
And in another clunky segue, The David Show and new Cline guy Rob Hawk (sounds like an action hero) dropped in with a bagful of awesome. Cline Cellars, at least for me, is one of the best value brands out there, with pretty much every wine kicking ass and taking names.
Cline Mourvedre Rosé Contra Costa County 2012. Grade=Outstanding. A pretty, fruit-driven saigneé, this dry pink wine is light, fruity, with hints of cranberry, red currant and crushed red flowers. A standout value!
Cline Eighty Two Red California 2010. Grade=Very Good. Medium-bodied red, with plush red and blue fruit flavors. A blend predominantly of Zinfandel and Syrah.
Cline Mourvedre Small Berry 2010. Grade=Amazing. This gorgeous, medium-to-full-bodied wine goes down in the books as one of the sexiest California reds we’ve ever tasted. Just super-sexy blue fruit, spices, exotic flowers and dried herbs.
Cline Zinfandel Ancient Vines 2011. Grade=Outstanding. A knockout value! Medium-bodied, bramble-fruited red with notes of cocoa, boysenberry, cinnamon and black pepper.
Cline Zinfandel Live Oak 2011. Grade=Outstanding. A beautifully-crafted single-vineyard Zin, made from the youngest old vines Cline has. Full-bodied, voluptuous dark fruits with elegance and grace on its long-lingering finish.
Cline Zinfandel Big Break 2010. Grade=Outstanding+. Bold, dynamic red, more muscular than its Live Oak sibling, this brooding Zin gives you blackberry, blueberry and huckleberry fruit notes, vanilla, cinnamon and cardamom undertones, and finishing up with a bit of crème de cacao.
It’s funny what actually goes through my mind when tasting. While I am listening to Rob’s presentation, my Adult ADD runs the gamut of thoughts and worries… my wife, how I am going to write this post, what is my next task at work? There are movie scenes and magazines, beauty queens and Ovaltine® – gotta keep it rhymin’ right? I realize that sometimes, if I were to write my thoughts verbatim, it would be like listening to Miles Davis, John Denver, Wu-Tang Clan and Slayer at the same time. And the capitol of Nebraska is Lincoln.