Love wine, time with family & walks in local woods. Work for @StannaryWine, previously Fine Wine @berrybrosrudd and @corneyandbarrow. Views are my own.
“A real connoisseur does not drink wine but tastes of its secrets” - Salvador Dali. Xavier story is exceptional and summed up in the crest; wings for his time in the airforce, roots for his time now in the vineyard. The image of 2 swords crossing; his legal journey to get here
The Morey locals are nicknamed les loup (wolves). A 1000 years ago a terrible famine hit Morey, but not the village of St. Philibert. When a cow disappeared, the people of Morey were accused of theft, they blamed the ‘wolves’ & the Morey locals have been called wolves ever since
The village of Morey, added the name of its most famous vineyard (Clos St Denis) to its name in 1927, the last Burgundian village to hyphenate its name as such.
The French name ‘Denis’ is derived from the Creek Dionysus and the bishop, while in Italy, was known as Dionysus. Though not meant as such, it feels rather appropriate that a Grand Cru is called after the ancient Greek god of wine.
A relic of Saint’ Denis’ jaw was housed at the monastery of St Vivant in Vergy & the monks there planted the vineyard of Clos-St-Denis, hence the name of the Grand Cru.
It is past 6 o’clock. Time for a G&T in the garden before making dinner. Sprig of rosemary gives a savoury note and a reminder of lazy summer days. Loving the sun!
Great to share a good bottle with a friend. My first try of Lingua Franca. Far too young, so we double decanted it. Glossier and deeper than I had expected (was thinking more California than Oregon), but delicious. Great to be @PhilglasSwiggot. End of an era.
@farmervines It juxtaposes beautifully the savoury & earthiness with bright red fruit. Noticeable exotic notes from oak, but balanced by the intensity of the fruit. It started its evolution in a lovely way, but no rush to drink it. Keeps changing in the glass. Very classical in a good way
This German 'Grand Cru' is a true beauty. From 45-100 year old ungrafted vines from the steep south facing vineyard just behind Alexander Stodden's house. I always think there is a close personal connection to a vineyard next to 'home' as you see all the changes of the season.