Boy, have I lived with these wines. It’s 13 days since I started tasting them, and in that time we have drunk almost nothing else (other than the occasional Chablis and an old Rioja….)
His 2020 Spätburgunder vintage was mind blowing, monumental, the kind of wines for which superlatives falter.
The 2021s are precisely the opposite; delicate, articulate, lucid and fruit driven. Flavors are so exact it’s like those little patterns chefs paint on a plate with the tip of a knife.
Or so it seemed to me when I made a quick little traipse through them at the winery last October. Now I have them lined up at home on my table, to taste on a windy winter day. I’ll start with the Pinot Noirs because basically I’m a spoiled brat and I can taste then in any order I please. Tomorrow I’ll taste the Syrah and the whites. The next week will be spent getting to know them as deeply as I can. I will not look at my earlier (sketchy) notes until after these ones are written.
One PN is MIA – the “10-4” (made from the vineyard with 10,000 vines per hectare) which I found amazing at the winery. It had sold out by the time these samples were packed.
I can’t seem to choose between “Spätburgunder” (or “Blauer Spätburgunder, as appears on his labels) or “Pinot Noir,” which he shows in parentheses. I’ll split the difference….
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