Showing posts with label Cabernet Franc. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cabernet Franc. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

The Untold Birth of Cabernet Sauvignon (okay, it's been told)


"a person or thing (as in fiction or drama) that appears or is introduced suddenly and unexpectedly and provides a contrived solution to an apparently insoluble difficulty."


When you think of very unlikely pairings, what pops into mind? No! Not Capri Sun and an eight-ball. You're a sick puppy. I was thinking more along the lines of romantic pairings, and one in particular jumps out at me like a cooler full of Capri Sun at a 70's disco coke party:


It's well-documented in the annals of music history that David Crosby is the father of one of Melissa Etheridge's children. Etheridge, being a card-carrying lesbian, didn't exactly get busy with the mustached troubadour. Crosby- rather- was a sperm donor, and the child was a product of artificial insemination (however, do you think he was listening to "Come to My Window" to get into the mood?).

Anyway, the partnership and method by which this child came into the world was- needless to say- unusual and unexpected. Now, let's say this couple- a couple which I would have to point out is not the most handsome of unions- gave birth to a child who ended up looking exactly like, say-


-a Brooklyn Decker. That, my friends, is deus ex machina (literally, "God out of the machine"). A resolution so ridiculous and unexpected; something absurdly convenient sprouting immaculately from somewhat dire and irresolvable circumstances.

In a way, such is the story of Cabernet Sauvignon. It is, perhaps, the most recognizable and prolific of the red grapes. The undisputed alpha-male of vitis vinifera. The crown jewel of Bordeaux. Yet, as much as the purple-stained scrolls of wine history teem with legendary names like Lafite-Rothschild, Latour, Opus One, and Haut-Brion, the primary foundation of these wines has a relatively short history.

According to studies at UC Davis, enologists discovered that Cabernet Sauvignon is actually the product of a wild and spontaneous cross between native Bordeaux grapes Cabernet Franc and Sauvignon Blanc that occurred as recently as the 17th century. A "cross" is when two subspecies of the same species (in this case, both parent grapes are vitis vinifera) genetically merge to create a new subspecies. And sure, in this case the "parents" are talented and perfectly fine on their own, but here's the rub I can't get past: how did a generally medium-bodied red variety and a crisp white variety get together to create the powerful, expressive, and incredibly profound ambassador of the red wine world? I guess there's some science in there. Some protons and electrons banged around and, boom-goes-the-dynamite...Ms. Decker. Maybe I need to ask UC Davis guys. That was a pretty lackluster explanation.

Or, perhaps this happy accident of nature was Divine Providence. Maybe it WAS deus ex machina. Impossible, but yet it happened, resolving the previously-hopeless search for the greatest grape in the world...

And we are thankful for that.

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Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Much more than "Detroit Rock City"

Sitting around, as I've been known to do with some aptitude, I caught myself thinking (which I haven't been known to do, according to the wife, among others). As my mind wandered, I settled upon Michigan. I don't know. Maybe it was the Iggy Pop coming through my headphones. "But Joe, why wasn't KISS coming out of those headphones? You mentioned their song in your title, huh?" C'mon. Turn off that horrible "Rock and Roll All Nite" and strap into some Iggy and the Stooges...maybe "Funhouse". Detroit will be proud (and KISS isn't even from Detroit anyway...common mistake. In fact, I added this point later).

So, moving beyond the great music hailing from the Wolverine State, I pondered, "What else from Michigan is great?".....[dream sequence, perhaps]:

Colonel John "Hannibal" Smith of the A-Team (otherwise known as actor George Peppard) hailed from the Great Lakes State.

Love it when a plan comes together? Then you might just love Michigan too.









Bozo the Clown. Although we all remember Bozo's show as kids-watching on Chicago's WGN- Bozo, aka Bob Bell, hailed from Flint, Michigan.

Man, I totally could've gotten the ball into that sixth bucket. All those kids were a bunch of uncoordinated hacks.







Amigo Scooters. These Bridgeport, Michigan exports are THE first word in geriatric transportation and top choice of my grandfather (who spent many years in Saginaw, no less)










Cocoa Krispies. The crown prince of breakfast cereals is a product of the Kellogg's Company, based out of Battle Creek, MI.

Are they good for you? Damn right. They're cereal, aren't they?









Kristen Bell. If I were president, I would have to seriously consider Detroit's Bell for Secretary of the Adorable. Yes, that's a real office. How do you think Dick Cheney got into politics?

Anyway, I'm still trying to figure out how that nincompoop in the movie managed to forget Sarah Marshall. And I'm really thrilled I finally worked "nincompoop" into a post.






Matthew Stafford. Okay, not originally a Michigan product, but we had to have a Georgia-Michigan connection here.

That being said, the current Lions quarterback and former Dawgs signal-caller is clearly not flattered by his suburbanwino.com nomination. The girl? Clearly impressed.







La-Z-Boy Recliners. I've got one thing to say to you, Monroe, Michigan: My ass thanks you. If not for your product, there's a good chance I'd be in shape, and no one would take anything I say about food or wine seriously.










Wine. Fine, vitis vinifera wine.

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...huh?








Yeah, that's what I thought too. But, apparently, they've been making wine for a while in Michigan, and doing it well. Besides, I've seen surprisingly drinkable wines come out of Georgia, and if that can be done, then I suppose it can be done anywhere. So, thanks to local wine evangelists like Shannon Casey of Michigan by the Bottle, and especially to Michigan wineries like Black Star Farms (who, DISCLAIMER-worthy, provided me the 2 bottles in this post as samples), I was ready to tuck in. Both of the following wines come from Michigan's Old Mission Peninsula AVA (one of 4 in the state). The latitude is suited for cool climate varieties (such as Riesling and Cabernet Franc), but the peninsula- being surrounded by water- helps prevent frost.

2008 Black Star Farms Arcturos Dry Riesling. Didn't know what to think at first...it seemed very tight, and I felt like I was going to have to say bad things, ruining the good vibe I'd started about Michigan up above. Fortunately, things opened up, and what began as a somewhat tight nose developed into vibrant aromas of lime, apple, minerals, and- more than anything- maybe mandarin oranges or orange blossom (Florida folks- help me out with that one). It was almost like at Torrontés. The Black Star website says "gooseberries"...maybe that was it. Whatever it was, it slapped me in the olfactories in a pleasing way.

In the mouth, I thought the flavors got a little hollow in the mid-palate (that means it lacked flavor after a couple seconds in my mouth). I'm wondering if the vines from whence the fruit came were young, thus needing more time to gain complexity. However, what this wine didn't lack at all was acidity. Ripping acidity. A signature of fine Riesling; a characteristic of cold-climate grape growing; a fast friend of food (yes, it was good with the food I was eating. What kind of food? Who cares?! Good Riesling's great with any food). Furthermore, the pleasant pucker balanced the .9% residual sugar, which offered just a hint of sweetness. I'd heard good things about Michigan Riesling, and I wasn't pissed with this one. I'd like to get a little more info about the age and yield of the vines, however.

2007 Black Star Farms Arcturos Cabernet Franc. I have no explanation, but this grape seems to pop up in all the lesser-known wine growing regions in the U.S. It's sort of like "bat boy"...where will he turn up next?!

Anyway, this 100% Cab Franc is comprised of 75% Old Mission Peninsula fruit and 25% Leelanau Peninsula product. The incredibly fruit-forward nose punched me in the nose, but I knows my nose and "no's" turned to "yes"...okay, I'm stopping that right now. Anyway, there was nice dark fruit, some green pepper elements, a touch of oaky vanilla, and a sort of "cheesy" aroma that I often get from French Loire valley Cab Francs (Saumur in particular) and Gamay-based wines from Beaujolais. In the mouth, I really liked this wine. The flavors were- again- a little thin to me in the mid-palate, but what I really dug was the burly tannin structure. Made me not hesitate to imagine this one with a nice roast chicken, or even a steak. And, I'll even go so far as to say you could lay this one down for a couple years.

So, in conclusion, my wandering mind led me to two ironclad revelations:

1) Folks need to at least try some Michigan wines. Check out Michigan by the Bottle and/or Black Star Farms to get started. Then, try something from another state that you don't see everywhere. Missouri. Virginia. Texas. Georgia. Get weird with it.

2) I've confirmed my suspicion that there are officially nine good things to come out of Michigan, including the surprising wines and Mr. Pop.

I kid, I kid. But in all seriousness, keep making this wine, Michigan, and they'll be plenty of great stuff coming out of your state...in 750 ml bottles. Sláinte!