| The final half of our story.
(Part I is here)
Not American Wines
France is rumored to have 230,000 wineries, so the shear amount
of wine available for export is enormous. After what is consumed
"in-country", the importers will bring to the USA
what sells here (in their opinion). Thus in France, you will
experience wines that are never or not often represented in
the states:
Petillant Wines--These are slightly sparkling wines.
Once viewed as a fault in the wine, many now enjoy this light,
refreshing aperitif wine. We purchased some rose' petillant
wine.
Vin Gris--literally gray wine, but really a light
rose wine where there is very minimal skin contact with the
juice.
Cafe Blends--you can always find unusual blends of
"work-horse" varieties within cafe's & bistros;
example is the Passetoutgrain (one is reviewed in my July
2004 Newsletter) which is a blend of Gamay (from Beaujolais
fame) and Pinot Noir; also look for combinations of one of
more of Pineau d'Anis, Cabernet Franc, Gamay, and Pinot Noir
grapes. All light-bodied wines, served slightly cool.
Memorable Wines
If you can get your hands on any of these, either here or
there, you can do worse:
NV Sparkling Vouvray demi-sec, Earl Besnard-Gasnier
1999 Chateau Grand Puy-Ducasse (Grand Cru); Parker
gave it an 86 but I was happy paying 41€ for a bottle
in a restaurant!
2001 Cheverny, blend of Pinot Noir, Gamay and Cabernet
Franc
1999 Chateau Talbot (Grand Cru); paid 64€ for
a bottle in a restaurant, Parker gave it an 89. (see inset)
NV Sparkling Rose, Touraine, Robert Garneau
Winery Visits
It's hard to appreciate how wine is woven into the fabric
of France, and as such, when you visit a "winery"
you are often visiting someone's home, sitting with them in
the kitchen, or on the back porch, their dogs at your side,
and a relaxed demeanor more like friends than retail business.
We visited many wineries, mainly because if I'm driving and
see one I usually start heading there, in spite of our original
plans! And like anywhere else, not all wines were created
equal. Here is a list of wineries that you might consider
if visiting France:
Loire Valley
Marc
Bredif--This 150 year old winery is built into a
hill of rock, and the cave holds 1 million bottles of wine!
Their vouvray is delicious, and the botrytised chenin blanc,
called Nectar, is divine. It has a lifespan of 60-100 years,
thus I bought two bottles for my children to enjoy as adults.
Domaine de l'Ancien Telegraphe--Winemaker Nadine
Supligeau took us to her basement under her house, where we
sat a little table and enjoyed sparkling vouvrays, and a vouvray
doux (sweet) wine.
Corbieres (Languedoc Region)
Chateau La Pujade--See below!
Chateau Prieure' Bord-Rouge--Proprietor Natacha Devillers-Quenehen
escorted us to her back porch, outside with her german shepherd.
She brought out some bottles, glasses, and a mini hand-blown
pouring pitcher--all on a silver tray. Now this is hospitality!
Her reds were fantastic, and her one white wine, a local grape
blended with Chardonnay, was my wife's favorite. Natacha collects
"angel" figurines and gave one to us to watch over
us.
Chateau Beauregard Mirouze--Nicolas Mirouze is head
of a beautiful family winery with excellent wines.
Societe' Francaise de Distilleries--Ever have Italian
Grappa? Well the French equivalent is marc, and this distillery
was a wonderful tour for viewing this process. Eaux-de-Vies
are fruit spirits, usually from grapes, but also cherries,
pears, plums, and other fruits. A brandy is when this clear
fruit spirit spends time in oak. And when the grape pommace
is used (the spent grape skins after fermentation of making
wine) the product is known as marc. About 40% alcohol by volume.
Domaine du Soleil Couchant--Eric Girerd was very
charming as we toured his confiture, vinegar, and muscat &
VDN production facility. We had it all here! The Vin Doux
Natural (VDN) was welcoming as we tasted his various spices
and vinegars.
Our Week at Chateau La Pujade
Viviane Mennesson and her life companion Philippe Morel hosted
us for a week at their winery. Philippe was a rally-car driver,
as well as mayor of a charming town called Bezier. Viviane
was assistant to the secretary of the Dept. of Agriculture
in France--not a bad connection to have now that she is a
winemaker and grapegrower. The centuries-old winery purchased
5 years ago by them was renamed Chateau
La Pujade, meaning "little mountain", to denote
the vineyard's slope. Today, the pair make incredible wines,
using modern vinification techniques on low-yield fruit, Seguin-Moreu
French oak barrels (considered the finest), Bordeaux-length
corks, and sturdy Bordeaux bottles. All slightly adding to
price, but commensurate with the quality of the products.
The Chateau is 17th century, and complimented nicely with
period art and antiques. Philippe is a descendant of Napoleon,
and at least one picture of his relative could be seen on
a wall. Strong friendship and unfailing companionship led
the two to wine many years ago. Today they create approximately
20k cases annually, which is consumed in-country, as well
as serving customers in Hong Kong, Germany, Switzerland, Austria,
Spain and the US. (It will finally make it into Atlanta in
the next month or so and I'll let you know!)
The vineyards are all over 50 years old, with one Carignane
plot over 100 years old, which makes for the best Carignane,
much like our best Zins are old vine. They own and tend 36
hectares (equiv. to 100 acres). Viviane also has a wonderful
vegetable garden and she treated us to many delights, including
fresh asparagus during our visit.
Our Last Dinner at Pujade
We picked up some free-range lamb at Viviane's favorite "charcuterie",
shown cooking in the fireplace in her kitchen (inset). Philippe
brought in some of the dead vinestock from his 105 year-old
carignane that would become wood charcoal to roast our lamb.
The smell of the searing lamb over the vinestock embers was
to die for.
That evening, after a fine dinner and desserts, along with
the cheese course, Philippe disappeared and brought out a
green, unlabeled bottle with only an inch of clear liquid
left. He poured three thimble full's for each of us, and as
so, the aroma of pears encircled us. After enjoying this fine
Poire William eau-de-vie, Philippe explained that it was over
30 years old, and a gift made and given to him from a friend,
who has now passed on. I had tears in my eyes from his generosity.
He shared the last remnants of this bottle with us.
The conversation turned to politics as we continued nibbling
on cheese and his top quality red wine, Havane, named for
the same city of his favorite cigars, and then Philippe asked
me to follow him into the cave (where the wine is made). I
didn't know what he was looking for when we got there, but
soon his eyes found a tiny barrique (oak barrel). He pulled
out the bung, slid in a siphon hose, and pulled into an empty
bottle a thick, dark amber liquid. With a grin, he led me
back to our al fresco dining to join the ladies.
Vin doux natural's (VDN's) are products of warm climates
(like in the south of France) with high pre-fermentation sugar
levels in the grapes; thus when fermentation is halted with
the addition of a grape spirit (much like in the case of Port)
your fortified wine is sweet, unctous, and about 50% more
alcohol than a normal table wine. These VDN's also benefit
greatly from oak aging , many lasting years. This particular
VDN was a private one Philippe made for his own pleasure.
Sipping it was like nectar of the gods, and the unfolding
flavors were a series of taste-doors that opened one after
another.
As we departed the next day, Philippe gave me a bottle of
his private VDN, named Carthigean, labeled for me, with a
wax seal over the cork. Inside the bottle is a little oak
figurine of a hunter, telling me to keep "hunting in
the world of wine!"
Viviane & Philippe showed us the true France, and it's
memory will be cherished (along with their friendship) for
a lifetime. But none of this would be possible without their
introduction and friendship from our Atlanta friend Julienne
Hillyer, whose passion for life, food and wine exceeds only
ours.
Au Revoir Viviane et Philippe, et Merci Tres Beaucoup, Julienne. |

My wife Lelia in a field across from our Loire Valley chateau.
This is "rape-seed" which is the origin of Canola
oil, given a different name for obvious reasons. |